This is a song about "Booty sauce"

Slash your throat into tomato sauce, you'll pay the cost,

I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Once i beachu, ill slap dat booty

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Gonna stuff sauce lotions down your throat

Impeccable give it my note

Roast under a sauce of wine.

Save some, save none at the same time

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

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

So pretty mama make that booty accessible/

They play musical chairs once i'm on that pedestal

Unless its a booty calls comin from the stalls

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce