This is a song about "Soft titties"

We spit hard rhymes,that make you soft.

No gimmick: real time, real heart

And she stripping, go to college

Ten ten ten twenties on ya titties bitch

Signin titties at the rock shows

Here they keep a rachet close

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

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

Boom boom, bring it up, titties from hell!

If i suck titties and do lines with dead whitney!

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

They're mistaken, thinkin' titties make up for good qualities.

Want the title but im always fighting under card

Fighting sloppy,you could not knock me,off,you always looking soft,