This is a song about "Ashy lotion"

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy knuckles

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

I'm begging these girls to put down the lotion

With nothing but a bottle of skin lotion and barney posters,

I feel like quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

Silenced the lambs and made buffalo bill put on the lotion,

You're the one sitting back and still applying your sun lotion

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

So just put the fucking lotion on or set me off

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Devotion, loan the lotion, i'm focused

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

So just put the fucking lotion on or set me off

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss