This is a song about "Katy perry s tits"

We don't believe you, you need more people

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Black woman you cold

S queezys very bold

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

All green nigga pick six

The ones that have the big tits

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

My cumb’s all up and on your tits

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Gawking and stalking this blonde chick with nice tits/

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks