This is a song about "No tits"

Slice your bitch open, and pour icing over her tits and lick em off,

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

Compton burn swishers and watchem get lower than the tits on my old lady

Kamikazehoping that none of the spies find methat's why we bye bye daily

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

I miss ya like a bitch with big tits and her brassiere, b

For light skin hunnies with tits that make her hug funny,

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

Forget your balls, and grow a pair of tits

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

And the v12, that's on various trips

Songs all about bitches tits.

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

This rap suppose to be a kiss to your mom tits

Those tits im gonna squeeze

Rideright back to the movies