This is a song about "Soft titties"

Soft white the art i twine

Doctor said i was fine

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

I mean big ole titties, the void in my minds back,

With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle

My rhymes so hot they make you girls titties dangle

Signin titties at the rock shows

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Sheeit i make a bitches titties squeak,

Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique

Coming out the snowfall, like hoth and i'm soft/

If you thought it, it better be what you want

Soft spoken and on occasion start mumbling

You need to go to, like, vienna or something

And your bars is soft like a pillow

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though