This is a song about "Inverted nipple"

That's why i always think i'm kicking something with feeling

Another eleven to lessen my vision, inverted ceiling.

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

I grabbed my pocket knife and sliced off her right nipple

So i'll sever your inverted spine

And just in time your head is mine

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

As i nibble on the nipple that's feeding me these symbols

Maybe from my ass maybe from my third nipple,

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

Drivin' somethin' that you ain't, top off, suck a nipple

These hoes ain't checking for no nigga with no vehicle

Like a grown child actress flashin her nipple, a sold soul, need to sit i'm full,

You wait and see little old me will be a star you’ll see, me on my world tour,

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Action packed nipple squeezin', boy colder than sniffle season.