This is a song about "Booty rags"

Booty meat shaking in a groovey street

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Hit me up for a booty call.

Know you want me to fall

I know what it takes

As this booty quakes lakes,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

So pretty mama make that booty accessible/

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

Whether you wear rags or leopard skins

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

I use bitches like fucking dirty rags

Man it’s the killer tracks

I sit back in my rags

The they know how it is from riches to rags (bitches)

Wale got skills, man my nigga i’m will smith