This is a song about "Bce and ce"

And a fridge and some broccoli

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Im always on the yard like farmers

And their mothers and fathers

And get it again and again

Hoes row got beans in them

Living young and wild and free

So give it baby

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

The plight of a rapper or whatever

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,