This is a song about "Yours boobs"

And still got my nike boots

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

Epic, they used to feed me detours

You are always mine, i aint never yours

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

I fry niggas come at me than you might get yours

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

I was like damn girl nice boobs,

Well im doggod yours truly

But five years from now i bet she see

So i wanna see what kinda fucked up shit is in yours

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

Leaves yours sitting on the curb

30 chains on, bet the light work