This is a song about "Show me your boobs"

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

If you think your tough, come and show me what you made of

So here i am at the store for some chips

Don't you dare show me your crappy skills

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

Are you trying to tell me you got flow or that your rhyme skills show you'll never blow

I think it time for me to show...

But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though

Will somebody please show me how

Soul brother number two, i'm the one now

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

I know you run your own show

Just let it chill joe