This is a song about "I have three dicks"

I wanna get back in the ninety-three and see

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

You'd have three chins n' a more than a portly waist

Normally i order three or four of these

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

Talking life expectancy, i don't expect ill see twenty three

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

The hardest four bars, and i aint even count to three

I say three words ''drop it low"

And she gives them a blow