This is a song about "George and his underwear"

When i be speaking they be geekin' like i'm giving bitches dope

Boston george the title, other rappers flowers im poison oak

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

In the corner of my eye, i saw a pair of polka dot underwear

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

They saying you're george rush, it's unanimous

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Caught george with a hand on his cock

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

A roof for their stuff, shout out to george carlin

All your wearing is your ann summers underwear,

We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

Ticklin him go to his grave, skip him and visit his dog