This is a song about "My pudding"

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

And the judge never knew which substance i used

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

My streaks my testament.

Im happier when high and drunk

My words are my rhythm

Yo, turn me up some

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

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

Hopefully the next album can help me out

I’m something like a fetus, i'm not quite kidding

And suddenly you don't seem nearly as tempting for pudding