This is a song about "Abigail s butt"

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

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

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

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Wait, what? you're so bad that you don't even get your own butt?

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

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

Next thing i know is, theres a gaping hole in my butt,

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck