This is a song about "Carl cizzle is angeles gin"

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

No bitch ( carl c ) don't rap a dame

In a collision, i see their ambition

Fire lit, diffuse the wick, mixed with vodka and gin,

Got hu women frostburg women

Sorry battle gone carl won.

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

It gettin chilly back in philly so i grabbed me the gin/

Carl cee twistin' them lyrics and spinnin' em,

Dress pimping-like and toast like less when

Everybody knows that the best mcee is carl c

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Give'm some gin and tonic to congratulate ya

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha