This is a song about "Fake tits"

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

Forget your balls, and grow a pair of tits

Not a diss randy you're the tits i'll admit

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

Thinks he's the tits but that crap's fallacious, tremendously heinous

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

My cumb’s all up and on your tits

Her tits are fucking small

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

Those tits im gonna squeeze

We can make more, make babies

Yo mamas so black her tits are filled with grape flavored silicone

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

Suffer is your worth you're ducking sperm tits jiggling

But if she wanna roll wit me she gotta blow something