This is a song about "Carl"

And go,cause carl c returned to fuck up a hoe,

Tmott pa palace flow, hugo boss new balance flow

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

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

Carl cee twistin' them lyrics and spinnin' em,

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

He just don't know the rap (g), please tell him, who is carl c, tell him not to miss with me

I wanna invite carl cuz hes my dad, he always has me feelin the opposite of sad,

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Everybody knows that the best mcee is carl c