This is a song about "Tyson s carrot"

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson,

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

I bite harder than tyson, fakes who suck more than tyson

Y'all can keep all the trophies get at kim and i'm fine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Insubordinate for good reason

Just give me a carrot gun

Flow fucking colder than tyson. deals enticing

I say i got it from grinding, perfect timing

My balls mike tyson in the 90s

Carefree i don’t need the stress

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

Would you really just think that i'd not come back whippin' ass like i'm mike tyson,