This is a song about "Butter milk titties"

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

They're mistaken, thinkin' titties make up for good qualities.

I’m saving major loot

Titties out, betty boop/

Candy niggaz re-see's we see ur peanut butter

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

I mean big ole titties, the void in my minds back,

Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,

They get one season poppin', at least he's being honest

Your titties got me horny bitch quit getting pushy

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see