This is a song about "My titties"

You've unleashed the beast and i play you lil' niggas like lisa's shit

My snapback with got a d on it, my snapchat got her titties on it.

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

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Without a nice pair of titties i would probably last a day,

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay

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

You took the hatred of yourself and just project it out

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

I mean big ole titties, the void in my minds back,

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

Titties, ass, hands in the air, it's a party over here

And she stripping, go to college

Ten ten ten twenties on ya titties bitch