This is a song about "Ole tangy"

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

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

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

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

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

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

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

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

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

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black