This is a song about "Ass to ass"

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Dont need lyrics to rhyme to screw you ass

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

It like you expect catereers to care for yo ass

He ain't even respect the name, he said whale

Cause your sniffin coke someone needs to take your ass to jail

And welcome to his fuckin crazy ass life,

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

After getting your ass repeatedly handed to me.

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

They actually got me to get off my ass

You need to take your ass back across the trailor park

And my bank account look just like a phone card