This is a song about "Belly buttons"

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

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

A belly like budha but a brain like sagan

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Playbook like a oxford dictionary

Got so many bars im fat like homers belly

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

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

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

Or let the mob handle that

And your buttons im get to push in,

Look, they gon love me for my ambition

Around you ill run laps and swim trough your belly flaps

Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance