This is a song about "Bred"

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

Turn a good vagina into a typhoon

Cuz i'm pure bred and you a mixed breed

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

My monsters were bred by the reasons

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Bred differently than these maggots/

I spit quality and quality rhymes bred within bronner

Not only with my hand, but with a black revolver

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

I was bred to get it in, no spoon

Days consist of getting payed/ getting bred with my team

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

Its bred to dismember personalities

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace