This is a song about "Henry carter"

Baby, you know who you are

I go harder than a carter

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

I am president carter

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

Words so effortless, call me henry david thoreau.

Fuck lil wayne, and coach carter, im a baller, who goes harder than the heat and faggy lakers,

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

No, jesus christ and shawn carter are my only rivals

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

And weezy's gonna drop tha carter 5, we alright, thug cry,

Just got another henry the 8th while it's weighing great,

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

On my back boy, holla back boy