This is a song about "Bitch asses"

Dumb asses hide the gun in a shoe box,

I let you know you dealing with dogs

I understand, i'm back by popular demand

Ill have their asses running back to candy land

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

Like i ran my d / in their big rhino asses

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

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

Got these rappers scured cause i'm the best there asses heard

Took you forever to get dressed, i acknowledge your effort

Kicked everyones asses, now i can see with no glasses

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

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

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

Wearin levi's made & crafted enough for several asses

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love