This is a song about "Booty salad"

Booty meat shaking in a groovey street

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Rollin blunt after blunt, prowlin down town on that big booty hunt,

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

Marijuana medical, smokin on the edible

So pretty mama make that booty accessible/

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

And say toss some salad for your favorite wolf deity

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Got so much money and booty call it pirate loot

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Hit the big booty bitch in the mouth, it's so hilarious

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

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