This is a song about "Bryan butt"

Harlem shake? nah, i'm in harlem shaking awake

Boo scare you so bad you'll be paralyzed with surprise butt rape,

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

I had messed up childhood, my uncle fucked me in the butt

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

That's why i had bryan give me another name,

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Shove your head up your butt til ya see your own guts

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

I get in my zone, you try to get your butt toned

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

Have you thought about your butt, who’s gonna tear it in two?

Educate yourselves, of africa

I'll kick you in your motherfuckin' butt nigga,

And mad hoes ask beavis i get nuttin butt head

And my vision isn't set on the money i get