This is a song about "Carl naughton"

See, i like the person that you are

To click respond to your master carl

Sorry battle gone carl won.

Cold world no blanket son

Hey baster stop battling me (carl c) your master, your spiting some eggs

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

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

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

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

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain