This is a song about "Girls showing boobs"

And when theres booze their is boobs

I still got my nike boots

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Hating my dad with passion for not showing up

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

You gotta keep showing that your revoking this dosing, croaking rapper

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

I'll lead the inconsistent, by showing my persistence

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Until your choking 'n' jolting and showing emotions

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Showing the world that its bubs time

Chasing money in the city of crime

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

A far reach from them rap dudes