This is a song about "Self c"

C walking in the kill zone

You're the corner stone

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

No a/c cheap car to do work

Everybody knows that the best mcee is carl c

We came.. way too far pretty baby

I can taste the salt from my tears

Texting my mama current self

Mama made her pretty

Even ice, i , c , e

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Hy-c... im too vicious like a pisces.

L y r i to the c

The good kid from the ugly city