This is a song about "Ass and titsd"

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

I'm clearly in a different tax bracket now, dog

Before they suck you up and probe your ass

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

It’s official, she my misses

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

You read my stuff and then you pucker up and kiss my ass

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

And you'll be kissing my ass so your life can be spared

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass

And when it come to the cash

Big tits and a big ass

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash