This is a song about "Belly flop"

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

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

Let me rideuntil i get free

Rub on buddha's belly

Meanwhile you can stroke my fuckin' belly nigga,

Our children must be taught, of africa

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

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

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

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

Then change my fucking mind whenever i go belly up

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

Lil prps like 3 digits

Belly full of paper bills