This is a song about "Goatee"

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Tryna put her chin to me

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

And take a nap till tomorrow, face down, on my chin

Naked skin swimming, my chin forbidding

Hey your honor, is you kidding

You wanna be 50 so bad you got shot in the jaw and your chin swelled

This flow is automatic like i'm packing it in my belt.

I hope that pussy shaved so i watch it squirt squirt squirt

And i don't care if she gone, in a long skirt

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

I violently cause offense, shoving feces above they chin

The rich didn't think to see, plastic skin slippin' from chin to feet

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Catch you up on places i've been

Lone tear rolls down and departs the chin.