This is a song about "All the butts"

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Cause the tickets all sold

Wearing all the finest flair

For 9 years in spain had the time share

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you

Young girls wanna get huge butts soon / nobody has got idols to look up to

To this day, the game, will never be the same

All say they in the game,all liars,all lame.

But if she wanna roll wit me she gotta blow something

All these all-talk bitches lust for the title of king/

All the pain all the struggle, on my brain on my muzzle

Toffee, pecan, licorice, boy you're so beautiful

This is how she want to live

I threw out all the gifts

They let me put it in there butts

As she goes through the levels