This is a song about "Boot a thottie"

I need a little room

A boy taken for a goon

Any thing to say a a a a a a

Beautiful are thou, africa

Boot full of the ounces

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

Its a challenge breaking a habit

Stepped on repeatedly then boot/ but without you i would never of been able produced/

Your stupid ass outside talkin’ ‘bout “get me in!”should’ve known i was a fool, when i moved

Its gonna be a a test

Beach on the weekend

Bodied n' be a wake early, like a boot camp-jail sargent.

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust