This is a song about "Booty holes"

They play musical chairs once i'm on that pedestal

So pretty mama make that booty accessible,

Holes in the walls like i'm on an escape mission

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

So pretty mama make that booty accessible,

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

See i came a long way, that's living the wrong way

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

Ripping holes in clouds as my altitude diminishes

Ox up in my pocket, i'll lock shit, from the peep holes,

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

For instance my bro's body was pierced with about seven pistol holes

Kicking flows, pockets about as thick as strippers on poles