This is a song about "Titty nac"

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

No where to get titty fucked by a huge rack, i bet the dead would

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

Everybody, just clap your hands if your a real

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

No where to get titty fucked by a huge rack, i bet the dead would

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

And any girl that's part of the itty bitty titty committee can surely

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

And any girl that's part of the itty bitty titty committee can surely

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Suckle from the titty of a crack addict

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

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal