This is a song about "Fat tits"

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

I'll do a fat line and spit some fat rhymes

Looking at a fat man's dick/

I never crack i got that chap stick

I'm taking women to heaven and then i take em home

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

That's the capital of ghana for you idiots

This rap suppose to be a kiss to your mom tits

So calm ya tits sit back and relax

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

The track list is impacting kids to smack a bitch and grab her tits

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

She said she wanna man, told her im real rap

Until your tits fall off into your lap

There's crack, there's crack

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat