This is a song about "Booty flie turns into a butterfly"

Lets be free like a pretty little butterfly

If you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high

Back that booty up bitch, i'm a bumble bee

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

And if the sky fall tonight, we all be alright

Broken promises, a butterfly wounded in flight/

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Girth as it turns into ur turf, two pints of punchline will do just fine

I don't get booty, like a pirate with no chest

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Dmv that's on me no days off i don't sleep

Booty meat shaking in a groovey street

The first one, i pull turns you into severed leather,

But now i’m ok, i got my shit together

Day turns to night a new year starts

You haters put up your guards