This is a song about "My nipples"

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

I need yo nipples in my life

Hop in and let me test drive

Work straight out the kitchen

My words are my rhythm

My cash effected, my brain insane,

And i put that on my name

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Speaking heart with a conscious, talking to you

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

Shake your hair like them track ain't coming out

If you ain't about money

My own unknown is my enemy,