This is a song about "Ass to ass"

Get rhino to kick your ass to the sky

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

If you want to criticize me,talk to your ass hole,

It like you expect catereers to care for yo ass

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Don't you worry, just keep movin boo

Don’t need to shake my ass for you

Sitting on my baby ass starting to bawl

It ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Then sent his ass to iraq, but unlike osama, his ass was the one that got smashed in,