This is a song about "Belt buckles"

Your belt, yea, try and seduce me/

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Cause i hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

Get your seat belt on bitch, we're doing this my way

Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday

Dollar sign belt buckle, im your uncle who will never stumble

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

But wouldn't be the topic of my few friends talking

Knocked a blue belt pastor at mass tried to get me to sing

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

But i'll beat the shit outta you with my rap belt

He rigs the raid, guards knees buckles, for god sakes he's gonna beat em till his skull crunches

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

I straight melt domes every time i belt poems

Now momma told me be careful who you love