This is a song about "Ashleigh s tight butt hole"

Tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right

Spitting my flow everyone saying it's tight

Ain't that how black's do it, right

Security is tight

Bitches is artificially duck

But i'm so smoothe like baby butt

Look, now roll my j tight

Catchin' all the light

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

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

Sound like applause when she shakin that butt

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

A+'s is all i create, fake's- make fusses and cusses they butt hurt

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

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game