This is a song about "Me tits"

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

Until your tits fall off into your lap

The track list is impacting kids to smack a bitch and grab her tits

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots

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

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Yo mamas so black her tits are filled with grape flavored silicone

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

It's not rape if she liked it / she got excited when i slapped her nice tits

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Not a diss randy you're the tits i'll admit

All black everthing on some jigga shit