This is a song about "Carl sagan"

A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how you did itthere's no way i can pay you back

I wanna invite carl cuz hes my dad, he always has me feelin the opposite of sad,

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

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

A belly like budha but a brain like sagan

Original meaning of jazzy fat nasty

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

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

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

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