This is a song about "Matt c"

Just let me do the talking man i know how niggas feel

Cot damn, martybars and c simeon out here.

The good kid from the ugly city

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

Time for you to s u c c u m b, to ma truth and see me big

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Gon put yo ass threw some pt while you bump some c/

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain

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

Everybody knows that the best mcee is carl c

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

No a/c cheap car to do work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Don't you fall behind, like a c plus

Too focused, one word, righteous