This is a song about "Bitch and tits"

Lights please, lights please

Those tits im gonna squeeze

And i don't mean stimpy's friend, bitch

Trip, and then you never snitch

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

Got pissed off and ripped pamela lee's tits off

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Got pissed off and ripped pamela lee's tits off

My cumb’s all up and on your tits

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

You can hear it in my lyrics

The ones that have the big tits

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

So calm ya tits sit back and relax

Consequences hurt and karma's a bitch

I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch