This is a song about "Titties mcgee"

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

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

Titties, ass, hands in the air, it's a party over here

Alonzo, my condo cost three mil', this shit real

Took me a while just to write those

Signin titties at the rock shows

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

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

Sheeit i make a bitches titties squeak,

More money that mean less sleep

If i suck titties and do lines with dead whitney!

But times i'm so serious you think i'm silly

Lift her shirt them titties bezerk (damn girl)

After i saw his body, i swear i was gonna hurl

Boom boom, bring it up, titties from hell!

Imitated out-of-toners wasn't going well