This is a song about "Shell"

Had a woman bust it taking that matter right

You got a pastel shell and a soft inside

Before you could feel the shell shock of words like a grenade/

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

Shell blow me so hard shes gonna develop a lisp

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Wave farewell to the infidels, excel out of his shell then yell citadel

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

In case you forgot or fell off i'm still hot - knock your shell off

They say if you listen to a conch shell.

Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell