This is a song about "Bryce s asshole"

Rhymes i shot up your asshole.

Open up your contacts then scroll

Timmy got his bike stole

Yall bunch of rap queens female asshole

The club underwater, have em running out the front

I'm a fucking asshole because i act by what i'm labeled.

Down my head, chest, and asshole,

Women at my pole

It creates a jewel, im an asshole jeweler, a sphincter ruler.

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

On the sofa, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time

Chilling with this asshole, he call himself sweatshirt

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

I mean of course just the same old

S queezys very bold