This is a song about "Breast expansion"

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

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

The rest is in my mouth, including your girls breast

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

To my career expansion/ i wanna be livin'/ in high life/ with a guiness/ new record has been taken/

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Lashes on my chest, claw marks on my breast, my brain's set to rot.

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Meaning its more like pot expansion

Tell them girls right there that the man right here

Hand on her breast, i cop a feel

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

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

While it's beating my hand goes into your breast

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent