This is a song about "Grandma s tits"

Wearing sweaters your grandma sewn

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

It still warm my heart to hear my grandma pray

Can't flex i hit the blunt more than once a day

Suffer is your worth you're ducking sperm tits jiggling

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Make sure to give them my all

Her tits are fucking small

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

My cumb’s all up and on your tits

It's not rape if she liked it / she got excited when i slapped her nice tits

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

And now your best friend's having kids

The ones that have the big tits