This is a song about "501"

Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop

Like they're giving me a rim job

My shit is heavy, droppin bricks

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

Wipe my ass with your lyric sheets

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

I'm the shit like i got the shits

And chicks dig my tongue twisters

So you finally got the nerve

And this will be the song that we sing

In jaws is where my name staying

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Other niggas got the jitters