This is a song about "Carl cee"

As long as when the check came they got first dibsnow brenda's belly is getting bigger

Carl he's cool, everybody thats following me except lucyfur he can't seem to figure

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

Not cee, who's lyrically inclined to make you weep,

Playin' cee-lo, rolling dice, and talkin' on their mobile phones,

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

Sorry battle gone carl won.

But somehow it made them listen

Carl agreeing to battle? he must of lost all fucking senses

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live