This is a song about "Ribs"

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

I stack chips, crack ribs, and in fact, i stack mad mack clips

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Then i plough my girl, my dick deep in ribs

Middle finger up ready to rip out all ya ribs

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Kick then get kicked in the ribs

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

Breaking ribs, shitting top hits just in case you missed

Being fly was priority to the lowest

Up against your ribs causing the stress to spike,

Indulging a meal when a toilet's in sight

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Straight to your back and ribs conditions hazardous

I brittle your ribs, you the type of guy that fiddles with kids

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks