This is a song about "Tyson s carrot"

S queezys very bold

Hand to hand in the cold

I'll be bugs with no carrot a dog without a bone.

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

If only i could go back into the 80’s

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

Like mike tyson when he steps into the ring

Either dumb or smokin' dippers or something

Call me malcolm sex or tyson

I'm a son of a gun

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess