This is a song about "Abbies massive breasts"

Enrapture with ass kicks with finesse so massive

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

Girls come form a queue and show me all your fucking breasts

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

The philosophic maverick, massive knowledge magnet,

Acid's got me blasted so massive, i'm fucking placid.

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

And snap your arm, for every time they cause you massive harm,

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

And you aint got no breasts

We can never be friends

And the mass of my tec will cause massive effect

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest