This is a song about "C mon babe"

Like, "peel, fruits, juice, vitamin c?"

And now that i’m getting money

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Everybody knows that the best mcee is carl c

And all anyone cares about is the c

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

My name is little c

No it ain't easy

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Like mitt, rom-ney, with his fuck-ing dumb, mon-ey.

Stop blowing up my cellphone

C walking in the kill zone

The prophet muhammad done blessed you to hear the music of c/

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city