This is a song about "Feeling those titties"

Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal

My rhymes so hot they make you girls titties dangle

Feeling tired, feeling colder

But that's what he liked her

To those days that she left me feeling flattered.

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Signin titties at the rock shows

And these shape-shifting hoes

Imitated out-of-toners wasn't going well

Boom boom, bring it up, titties from hell!

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Sheeit i make a bitches titties squeak,