This is a song about "Can t"

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Master big t with the fire it's astounding,

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

Sunglasses, hairstyle fashion doesn`t really matters

No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers

And it hurts, take the "t" from "trust" and just reverse,

With business hoes an college strippers