This is a song about "My cousins"

My homeboy like yo sister maybe they can bake some cousins

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

How little hugs can turn to draws offered

My shirt, purple label my shirt

My cousins home town is new jersey

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

My cash effected, my brain insane,

I wanted the money and never the fame

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

Cold, my style making my nose run

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

So brothers sisters and cousins could embrace