This is a song about "Thick glasses"

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

Kicked everyones asses, now i can see with no glasses

Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic

Oh ya, like that, make it thick

So sit and shrink you stupid thick prick

So drop the slam and lets get sick

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

Ma got thick thighs and a beautiful smile

Stop thinking of asses bitch you need some glasses,

Magic city, a stack for the fattest asses

Murder you notable, murder you glasses

That scary love, never get married love

It lands in her jaw, now she's passed out thick

She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick

Blood flows thick, sewing kit needed to stitch.

We told him no dough then we go and get your bitch