This is a song about "Belly"

Educate yourselves, of africa

Meanwhile you can stroke my fuckin' belly nigga,

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

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Around you ill run laps and swim trough your belly flaps

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

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

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Rub on buddha's belly

While scheming on hits

Belly full of paper bills

Together all the timethought it was true love

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

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

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