This is a song about "Ole bernt"

I mean big ole titties, the void in my minds back,

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

Ran through an alleystill lookin' for my getawaycoppers said freeze, or you'll be dead today

I got an exam on may maybe carrots can help me get an a ole carrots carrots all the way

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

We can make a fix, we can do some good 'ole tricks, we can set the best picks

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

Who's pockets look fat just like her big ole thighs

I mean big ole titties, the void in my minds back,

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track