This is a song about "Lexy c"

A, b, or c choose your fatal destiny

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

No a/c cheap car to do work

Like, "peel, fruits, juice, vitamin c?"

We came.. way too far pretty baby

The prophet muhammad done blessed you to hear the music of c/

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

I'm stronger and i'm smarter like he-man on c-span/

Make foes wanna get him slain, these hollows will twist ya, man

Don't know her name those ain't really important

It was plain to c she gave birth to a c-u-n-t

No bitch ( carl c ) don't rap a dame

Oh you a muslim now, no more dope game