This is a song about "Breast expansion"

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

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend

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

They claim it as their own, africa

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

She said my love is outta here

Hand on her breast, i cop a feel

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

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

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

They infiltrate our homes, africa

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

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

Meaning its more like pot expansion

So if it comes down, may the best man win