This is a song about "Eli whitney"

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

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

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

If i suck titties and do lines with dead whitney!

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

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

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

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

But i'm not revealing the stress of losing whitney

And all women who had light features, see