This is a song about "Man tits"

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

I miss ya like a bitch with big tits and her brassiere, b

The ones that have the big tits

Went out and had a church of kids

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

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

Forget your balls, and grow a pair of tits

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

I be eating her pussy, i flick the clit quick, now i'm sucking on her tits

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Suffer is your worth you're ducking sperm tits jiggling

I lead the city in requests, but don't do nothing

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

For light skin hunnies with tits that make her hug funny,

Until your tits fall off into your lap

The real muscle in the message of that