This is a song about "Eli whitney"

But i'm not revealing the stress of losing whitney

But times i'm so serious you think i'm silly

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Book of eli, i just came to fill my water jug

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

But fuck it, i know i'm the best, eli porter would shout it.

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

So i hate when niggas make fun cuz i don't do britney or whitney.

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

If i suck titties and do lines with dead whitney!