This is a song about "Breast"

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

I do my best, puff out my chest, just like the girls with no breast,

Our nation have to bow, africa

How you gonna breast feed me mom? (wah!)

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

We share, don't wanna, cool i break, your breast, thighs, legs,

Hand on her breast, i cop a feel

I don't drink beer, why the fuck am i here

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby

So the stress aches,all across my breast plate,but im in the best place you could want to be

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

While it's beating my hand goes into your breast

But i can only love you when you undressed

The rest is in my mouth, including your girls breast

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

How you gonna breast feed me mom? (wah!)