This is a song about "Titty niggers"

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

I like to ask the bad bitches if they ass is real

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

Suckle from the titty of a crack addict

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

For every niggers who died protesting through the streets

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

I've been putting on mass like all these niggers here to worship.

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

Pushing in my mama van