This is a song about "Cabbage"

I bring the meat, you bring the cabbage, i bring the heat, you bring the draft picks,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

And smoke wannabe emcess like a bag of cabbage

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

Shut the fuck up little cabbage-patch activists, class slackers,

I get creepy as cabbage patches latched and attached to men,

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Cut skin when it's soft, she looks like cabbage patch kids,

Everyday we party hard like there ain't no tomorrow

You a little bitch with the fucking cabbage patch flow

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

Nah pop that pussy for that cabbage

Twenty-four carats, countin cabbage, like the arabs

That scary love, never get married love