This is a song about "Carl friedrich gauss"

And that goes for don, 420, justin, carl, great, and randy,

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Everybody knows that the best mcee is carl c

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

So come carl and justin, burn y'all like a fuckin' oven

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

I was so sincere like nas first name

Everybody knows that the best mcee is carl c

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth