This is a song about "Tyson s carrot"

Like mike tyson when he steps into the ring

They locking us up for the drugs that we doing

Feeling like tyson got me in the stomach and i got knocked down.

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

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

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

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

Just give me a carrot gun

On the bible you can run

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

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