This is a song about "Granny tits"

I'm sicker than my granny

Tax free, that's me, my money got acne

She on media take out, but don't take out her kids

Gawking and stalking this blonde chick with nice tits/

Forget your balls, and grow a pair of tits

We all here, from the dealers to the kids

From the jungle, fam, where niggas bundle grams

So calm ya tits sit back and relax

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Thinks he's the tits but that crap's fallacious, tremendously heinous

Every damn shirt you own is a shirt for showin' off your tits,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Who was at my house taking care of dying granny