This is a song about "Carl cizzle snoop drizzle"

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

Even snoop dogg would be ashame to call you nephew

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

Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor

You ain't a crip like snoop you ain't a blood like game

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

With cash that i couldn't spend, countless carsan addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star

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

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

'fore you come up missin' like snoop-dogg's police files.

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Carl cee twistin' them lyrics and spinnin' em,