This is a song about "Titty niggers"

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

Everything you dojust wanna let you know, how we feel

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

So here i am at the store for some chips

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

I'mma stay a whilehold ya head chris

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

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

Just let me do the talking man i know how niggas feel

G5, clearport, say hello to the man

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

While im dishing out all of their wishes and burnin em faster than niggers in

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