This is a song about "Ass and tites"

Fuck being an architect and kissing ass,

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

And shove my rhymes up your ass and declare you a fraud.

I'm no longer a saint, jeremy shockey for life

His crazy ass family and crazy ass wife,

And i got mad love to give

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

And most of dem are getting fucked in they ass.

And laugh as i unleash it on your ass

Cause you're most likely to crash

And fuck your senators' fake ass sympathies

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

That fat ass looks juicy and round

All my other people that dance around