This is a song about "Carl poppa"

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,

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

Carl cee twistin' them lyrics and spinnin' em,

But it was africa the continent we all came from

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

My future so bright i'd probably go blind before i blink twice, i ain't lying

You said carl sucked my dick and you heard a cry? yeah that was your mother crying

Carl c is gone , mcees hate him vote against him

Everybody finger point in your direction