This is a song about "My titties"

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Signin titties at the rock shows

If i suck titties and do lines with dead whitney!

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

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

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

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

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

2 shades from the color graymy kick game so unreal

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

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

Y'all be in love, like the howard crowd

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

They're mistaken, thinkin' titties make up for good qualities.