This is a song about "On my chest whats next is it sex your movements and ways have my eyes on test loving is all i expect nothing less"

All i know is i got warts on my below

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

Close your eyes my face is

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

The next on my hunt.my knowledge is polished in rhyming i abolish,your just another

Small time drinkin getting high with them armiesjust another knucklehead kid from the gutter

I have so much weight on my chest

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

So i signed my name and dotted my i's but only on her chest.

The next thing you gon have on your chest is a bouquet

The home of marvin gaye, that's all i gotta say

Open his chest and watch as his heart is circulating blood threw his artery's all ways rotating,

Am i done?mother say i’m too youngbut what that mean?i took a chance and now i’m playing