This is a song about "Nakid boobs"

I was like damn girl nice boobs,

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

Oh you're a guy oops!still like your man boobs this is a rap with no hooks its like/

And still got my nike boots

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

And my weed man should just sell flutes

A far reach from them rap dudes

And when theres booze their is boobs

A sister with big boobs and tight ass and a brother who go in 4th class

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass