This is a song about "Nipples and stuff"

Just direct insults and wordplay-stuff thats highlighted

Y'all can't ever fade that, i don't ever lack shit

Man this life is but a dream

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

Or if it doesn't get props, comments and stuff like that

Undefeated gs and a t-shirt and my leaders hat

And in my ghetto weed was a typical stuff

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

Apart from my nipples, and that i've got three,

They giving pounds and that before get the money

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

You read my stuff and then you pucker up and kiss my ass

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

Tricks keep the stuff and hate creeps

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

While i bombard with lots of stuff and that ain't dots of bluff you bitch!