This is a song about "Belly butoons"

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

It's the belly of the beast, when we knock nobody's home,

Could never get a girl to love him, too much fat on his belly

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Straight from the belly of the beast/ its the menace to society

Rub on buddha's belly

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

When her meats in my belly

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

A belly like budha but a brain like sagan

Got so many bars im fat like homers belly

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe

So he got an ache in his belly eya-eya o