This is a song about "Ass flap"

Quick to burn yo bitch ass

Gotta make that cash

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Lift the flap, and u will find ur mind in a restricted path

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Wack ass pawns- no stacked stats drawn- half ass prawns

Big tits and a big ass

Lights will flash, cars will crash

A biggie imposter bout to turn you into bacon to eat with some flap jacks

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

One more bite from cardiac arrest ass.

Your life is a product of trash

She graduated top of the class

I'll pop a cap on you ass