This is a song about "A fanny"

Spit a poem or a diss

And i don't rely on no bitches

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

A boy taken for a goon

Way to much right here is at stake

Take a kitkat take a break,

I'm a pro your a minor,

Just to let you know, you are

Your a show without a channel

This bag is from seattle

What a bummer, what a drag

Snapple fact: you rather wack

With a ba and a masters

Talking of the gods you serve