This is a song about "Bum cheek"

But we know all the same people so we got to speak

Is it just me, or is what i'm hearing all talk and cheek

Or never say never though i admit

I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit

Have no souls indeed

Give me a kiss on the cheek

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

But it's still tongue in cheek, fuck you

So pass that ass to me let me squish the left cheek

I said ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

Talk shit you ll get an axe to your cheek walk quick

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

Smoke more junk while the junkies laugh

My tongue brass your bum ass get run past i have