This is a song about "Big asses"

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Work the asses off and the owners the one with money stacks

Every day we fight the system, just to make our way

Many downsyndrum asses like you, cant manage this play,

Kicked everyones asses, now i can see with no glasses

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Cops shootin' innocents, and ghettos bustin' caps in asses

That naturally act like these raps is a mattress

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

Ill have their asses running back to candy land

For dumb asses who don't have brains, my rhymes are educational,

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

Weak asses, need glasses cause they're finding their feet!

Doctor made her fatter

Asses for that matter