This is a song about "Harriet s boobs"

S on my chest like a superman vest

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

Thomas, clay aiken no gay shit, ass naked

The outline which you n****s out dated

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame

If only i could go back into the 80’s

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

And when theres booze their is boobs

A far reach from them rap dudes

And that´s how it has begun

It ain't where i been

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

You aint strapped like saggy boobs