This is a song about "Ass up"

Throwin up the tre got a fat ass in my way

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

I'll own your ass up and down the street

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Number ten, i just went and fucked your ass up friend

Whipping up a batch of whoop ass from a giant can

Wifey like it one minute next minute she don't, man

Pick her up and then i'll let her wiggle them ass cheeks

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

No one-half and i hate math

Fucked you up, straight in the ass!

This life man you can stick it up your ass

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

Take that cutlass an shove it up yo ass,

Your life is a product of trash