This is a song about "Booty holes"

And walk through shotgun homes filled with bullet holes,

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

Ripping holes in clouds as my altitude diminishes

We did it again last king, ymcmbi don't pay for bitches

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

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

So pretty mama make that booty accessible/

And i didn't just want to grip on your booty

Whole midwest, detroit, nap town, st. louis

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

Bitches shake their booty

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Flow studded rainbows in dental holes

Tryna stay clear of my foes