This is a song about "Importantance of teeth"

I still wonder while you little niggas still breathe

At a nigga with a piece and probably loose ya teeth

Wardrobe from round the globe

Its teeth that puncture my hope

You alter-boys sucking without two front teeth

And i know - there'll never be peace

You see, them other guys pay their mind to your physical features

Pressing teeth together shattering giving each of you seizures,

Then scratch em out my teeth with toothpicks

Two whips, six tattoos, no kids

Caught in self-loathin it's time to see relief released from the tip of my teeth

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Smack any fuckin’ bitch who try to use their teeth

Drinkability superior is past ya boo teeth

Put you in jimmy choo and you ain't even chinese