This is a song about "Bred 12s"

My monsters were bred by the reasons

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

I spit quality and quality rhymes bred within bronner

Not only with my hand, but with a black revolver

Bred differently than these maggots/

She likes the way it hits her lips

Days consist of getting payed/ getting bred with my team

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

I was bred to get it in...your poon

You're starin as well cause you too were in tune

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

Its bred to dismember personalities

Cuz i'm pure bred and you a mixed breed

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Turn a good vagina into a typhoon

I was bred to get it in, no spoon