This is a song about "Kevin tuck"

Tell me my rhymes are getting phat and i might want a tummy tuck

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

But me and kevin know that this talent is just a blessing

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

As kevin federlines,you just saying whatever rhymes and im better times

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

I tuck her in, it's freezin' turn up the heat in the oven

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Kevin wish he could to heaven, i'm just guessing

Car with no limit what

That tre five seven stay tuck