This is a song about "Cora s cleavage"

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Now i'm trapped in a gap like a bitches cleavage,

That likes walking with his hips bragging about his marijuana hits.

Incisions long as a 36e cleavage while there yells are quieter then secrets,

And she's the type to booby trap my penis with her cleavage

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

If you ever feel alone and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

It´s the battle of life

Take her back to where i live

S queezys very bold

Black woman you cold

The outline which you n****s out dated

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit