This is a song about "Breast hearting"

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

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

I got to make sure that i can play here

Hand on her breast, i cop a feel

The rest is in my mouth, including your girls breast

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

They infiltrate our homes, africa

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

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

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

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

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

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

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

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

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada