This is a song about "Bowl of bud"

When ever i think of you michael i allways fucking think "cotton bud"!

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

I could eat a bowl of alphabet soup and shit out a smarter statement than that.

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Your face looks like an old bowl of spaghetti/

Your flow is synonymous to what's in my toilet bowl

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

I brought the bowl of tomato soup onto the deck

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

And separately i'd like a bowl of doritos

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

Well, um, there's a but

I trust nothing but my bud,

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

Stack my words and pack em tight like a bowl