This is a song about "Burger nipples"

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

And cook her so you can serve her in a special spicy burger

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

I lust for days when i saw your nipples

While i'm rubbing my nipples

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Last time you had beef was when you went to burger kings

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

I just wanna see your nipples so bad

Ma god i miss your nipples in my mouth

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

Wonder whether i should murder you like a burger cuz i'm smarter than a observer

And it smells like burger king.

Why not me the same thing