This is a song about "Carl cizzle hennessey spit"

Everybody knows that the best mcee is carl c

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

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

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

And it weighs a ton

Sorry battle gone carl won.

Twenty-million dollar nigga, but i do it like this

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

That farrakhan hakeem olajuwon qaddafi rap

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

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

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense