This is a song about "Carl babymama"

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

Jay don't copy, stop that and carl c why did you prop that

You said you heard crys and thought it was carl, but you would have seen your mom if you

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Just as you rose you will fall

To click respond to your master carl

So come carl and justin, burn y'all like a fuckin' oven

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

I am not the only one

Sorry battle gone carl won.

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

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