This is a song about "Belly button"

I'm repeatedly pushing the button, but nope, nothing. lets try another red button.

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

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

Them dudes fronting like grills

Belly full of paper bills

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

Orgy butt rubbing, it's not necessary... but it's something, my favorite button

While i drop this bitch face down and watch her belly flop

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

Notation of a mathematical dilation. push, provoke the big red round button

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

They say "be soft", i say go for the belly flop

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block