This is a song about "Carl cizzle rap studio high"

I'm not saying to go out and do some stupid shit, commit crimes

At a studio or your funeral, i'm still spitting multiple times

Shotgun in the drop made a right

Ya that's right carl returned to fight

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

To click respond to your master carl

Sorry battle gone carl won.

Go where you ain't been

O let's do it get-get your bitches schooled quick

Imma make this rap go high by magic

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

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

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,

I've been fly, i'd could probably show

You find me in the studio