This is a song about "Tempa t"

In fact, lemme pass the mic to man big t"

But five years from now i bet she see

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Holes all in ya t-shit, call that holy moly

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

I make you feel like it is 10 below

Hop up in my t bird and just ride slow

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

I got a part time

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

8 in the morning when that street clock bust