This is a song about "Big asses"

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

With some soccer moms where they like to fucking sit and mingle

Many downsyndrum asses like you, cant manage this play,

Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Got older and corrupted, soon chasin big asses/

Like i ran my d / in their big rhino asses

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

They found a couple cammel asses i didnt even smoke

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

To take their thumbs out their asses & vote u up

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

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

Kick their asses outta this world