This is a song about "Carl cizzle hennessey spit"

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

And that goes for don, 420, justin, carl, great, and randy,

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Need hennessey - to figure out my life lessons

To click respond to your master carl

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

Hey baster stop battling me (carl c) your master, your spiting some eggs

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

I recollect we used to ball now just living's enoughi stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall

Osculating bitches hormones, keepin it exciting while on my telephone with my dad carl,

You said carl sucked my dick and you heard a cry? yeah that was your mother crying

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Got rappad shaking carl like they want some more//////////////

Yea this is like a penthouse, served at the top floor

Everybody knows that the best mcee is carl c

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy