This is a song about "Carl cizzle hennessey spit"

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

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

(blind..shit) and ''carl-c'' when they won they deserved it

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

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

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

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

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

Spit venom, rattlesnake

Im washin off another plate