This is a song about "Dave tits"

The mind on me just shine on them, you shadow women

Til you realize that even dave letterman

Forget your balls, and grow a pair of tits

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Suffer is your worth you're ducking sperm tits jiggling

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

She on media take out, but don't take out her kids

I got pics of this bitch with her little tits

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Every damn shirt you own is a shirt for showin' off your tits,

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Burn it like it's dave koresh, make sure i don't make a mess,

Those tits im gonna squeeze

Got her going down, no teeth

She sucks quick i lick her tits

They bringing me fish and chips