This is a song about "Ass rash"

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

The pain, the rash, is done at last, the gun is cocked, clock stops

Baby got that super bass

Kicked out on my own ass

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

I fucked you up, straight in the ass!

No one-half and i hate math

Fucked you up, straight in the ass!

So you can kiss my ass

She graduated top of the class

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Impolite n rash with low swings

Fuck me in my fat ass

Lights will flash, cars will crash