This is a song about "Man tits"

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

My cumb’s all up and on your tits

Look at ur tits duck are they fake duck

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Songs all about bitches tits.

And the v12, that's on various trips

Right flows down and they might go nice

Those tits im gonna squeeze

Compton burn swishers and watchem get lower than the tits on my old lady

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

Slice your bitch open, and pour icing over her tits and lick em off,

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

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Got pissed off and ripped pamela lee's tits off

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws