This is a song about "Check raising a river"

Thick girls, small frame, please watch ya tummy miss

I got a tough course load so man check this,

I flow so deep you in a river, now you peddling/

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

I had a lotta strugglin, check my environment

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

I made a call, they told me to check myself in

Take a black drink it like you don't need a liver

The rhymes flow out of me like a river

Check please, a feast for me

I swear they think i'm crazy

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Raising mutants on a farm.

Punchlines check it, man with a method

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit