This is a song about "Nipples and stuff"

While i'm rubbing my nipples

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

And in my ghetto weed was a typical stuff

Waging war for yearsthe crack game wasn't big enough

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

Just direct insults and wordplay-stuff thats highlighted

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

I was taught to let the bad stuff go and suck it up

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

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

And go to sleep, with stoner dreams that's keeping me from hating stuff

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

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

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back