This is a song about "Booty god"

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

Booty meat shaking in a groovey street

Marijuana medical, smokin on the edible

So pretty mama make that booty accessible/

I'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

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

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

I wanna real life big booty hoe, so i can have her strip and put on a show,

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

So pretty mama make that booty accessible,

And i ain't got what it takes

As this booty quakes lakes,