This is a song about "Ain t bout"

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

Second song ,second time sayin i ain got time to hate

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Didn't do a thing at all

You don;t thin anymore

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

D j t j is here to save all of rap

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.