This is a song about "Bitch and tits"

The youngest of my mother kids

The ones that have the big tits

Fascist nun and some punk bitch

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

Slice your bitch open, and pour icing over her tits and lick em off,

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

My cumb’s all up and on your tits

The jiggas and the tips

My mom screamed at me so i sliced off her tits and said "listen bitch quit havin fits"

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

And she stripping, go to college

And my life's like a bitch,

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

So calm ya tits sit back and relax

They vaguely decipher my language

Consequences hurt and karma's a bitch