This is a song about "Your nipples"

Conjure your fears kill your parents become your foster

That's words to my mama, since i wasn't a starter

I lust for days when i saw your nipples

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

I aint seen no nipples since i seen you

I'm after you bringing traffic through

Ma god i miss your nipples in my mouth

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Hop in and let me test drive

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

Leave your running to your mamma,

Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre