This is a song about "Shanny c"

Like, "peel, fruits, juice, vitamin c?"

It's obvious i'm crazy

It was plain to c she gave birth to a c-u-n-t

About disaster in the world and

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

I'm stronger and i'm smarter like he-man on c-span/

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Everybody knows that the best mcee is carl c

So i'm one with that

Denni-c, i run this rap shit.

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

No bitch ( carl c ) don't rap a dame

The prophet muhammad done blessed you to hear the music of c/

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city