This is a song about "Nipple twists"

Action packed nipple squeezin', boy colder than sniffle season.

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

I grabbed my pocket knife and sliced off her right nipple

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

Tree branch of twists and bends,

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Like a grown child actress flashin her nipple, a sold soul, need to sit i'm full,

Yea say that i am whack cause i really don't mind ill be getting busy ragging your

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

As i nibble on the nipple that's feeding me these symbols

Drivin' somethin' that you ain't, top off, suck a nipple

Take a couple bits, bitch kibbles, bitch i gotta riddle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Maybe from my ass maybe from my third nipple,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Twists it, turns it, beats it, burns it, tortures us in silence