This is a song about "Hugging"

Little gate, little fence - i climbed over

Remember hugging her with her coat soft with fur

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Hugging me, holding me, carrying me, openly not concealing me.

And see him hugging on someone is what i don't like

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

And see him hugging on someone is what i don't like

I lead the city in requests, but don't do nothing

Humping, nope... just a couple of cannibalizes hugging.

Quit touching, we ain't hugging.

I got my wife, so fuck the ring