This is a song about "Man grows tits"

Passionate in that sack, passionate with this rap

Until your tits fall off into your lap

My team getting digits

My cumb’s all up and on your tits

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

That grows under my skin, it's infectious, atomic vomit

Every damn shirt you own is a shirt for showin' off your tits,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

This rap suppose to be a kiss to your mom tits

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Thinks he's the tits but that crap's fallacious, tremendously heinous

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Not likely like stay long please

She spends money like it grows on trees/

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Must be the sickness that grows inside cancer patients,