This is a song about "Belly butoons"

Long before i knew the significance of a comb

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

I turned him on his belly, what i would do was heinous.

So you can see why they mad, look at they status

Rub on buddha's belly

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

I turned him on his belly, what i would do was heinous.

Brought this shit to fruition, took my niggas to vegas

Meanwhile you can stroke my fuckin' belly nigga,

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Lil prps like 3 digits

Belly full of paper bills

I could destroy an entire village when i kill and bury

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