This is a song about "Boobs lover"

And still got my nike boots

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

I was like damn girl nice boobs,

Mariah tunes and five flutes

Wanna confess to your lover

Baby, you know who you are

Or her mother, or her mother's other lover

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Be like me one a the hip-hop lover

Personal assault, how could her father do that to his lover

Call me cocky i love it, baby father a sucker

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

Ain't got love for actor suckers and gay lover

Stay down ass clowns, you must've, thought i was such a lover

Lay back, i got some money to make, motherfucker