This is a song about "Left nipple"

Maybe from my ass maybe from my third nipple,

Take a couple bits, bitch kibbles, bitch i gotta riddle

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

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

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back

They'll be left behind, underline that/

Contending factions, left with descending passions.

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Your friends are left wondering how

Bong, vaporizer, in the sack now

And i'm left for the corrections,

Cause we been off them slave ships

Hold up yea we the best

With the rest who are left

Left, right, left, i've just gotta keep walking.

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin