This is a song about "My weiner"

You can't even scan, your fans are downloading you

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

They all see my life from a childish position

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Man, that saying is so misused

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Chasing them checks, nike work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

This is my original, my validation

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

See my pain through my eyes,

What we gotta do to survive

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

I just brought 'em more audience, shawty wait till november

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

And if he can't learn to love you, you should leave him