This is a song about "Carl johnson"

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

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

Fucking the game up, working magic with this johnson

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

Everybody knows that the best mcee is carl c

Carl cee twistin' them lyrics and spinnin' em,

Time after time, again and again

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow

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

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

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

Would you please count from 1 to 3 ladies and gentlemen you are listening to carl c

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city