This is a song about "Carissa s boobs"

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

And still got my nike boots

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

They at the same spot they making no progress

If only i could go back into the 80’s

How i'm brought up, then you probably feel the same

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit