This is a song about "Female bust"

It's an unusual genre for a female paddy/

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Reading books on female anatomy for leisure

Picture a place that they exist, together

But i'm so committed, they have grown familiar

Chilllest female alive aint no one chiller,

I bust shots, they bust back

Top dropped down, black on black

I put these poems all in these songs

Parachute in, bust down ya doors

Not a rapper, i’m a raptor

Cuz im the female rapping master

Cold, my style making my nose run

These hoes is wicked a female chicken