This is a song about "Give"

And niggas wouldn't call you bitch, i betcha

Give us the spirit of mandela

Probably give you a boner

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Deep throatin' what he give 'em,

So muthafuck the system

Praises, i'll give u none

Got hu women frostburg women

You know...you know who you are

And give everyone else a splinter

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck

I know you're mad, but so what

Where i can free at hand, eat candy with easter bunnies

My rhymes give cavities i give casualties,

I give then no rest unless

Yes sir, please confess