This is a song about "Breast expansion"

The science and the art, africa

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

And still a nigga made it here

Hand on her breast, i cop a feel

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

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

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

With a little bit of passion

Meaning its more like pot expansion

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

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

While it's beating my hand goes into your breast

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

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

Our history that they stole, africa