This is a song about "C money"

Mr. c----n does this shit right

But who gives a fuck you here tonight

Cot damn, martybars and c simeon out here.

My fame's no mistakesince the deal

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

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

A, b, or c choose your fatal destiny

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

No bitch ( carl c ) don't rap a dame

But now invisible cells around your brain

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Everybody knows that the best mcee is carl c