This is a song about "Bum cheeks"

Pick her up and then i'll let her wiggle them ass cheeks

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

These dumb chump rappers with crumb bum swagger

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

And i got cheeks so apple red they'd make her run for the hills,

Good luck with that mug of a mutt ya bum, you're dumb

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

People say that i'm a bum, my parents make modest money,

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

People say that i'm a bum, my parents make modest money,

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

She choked 'n' frowned as tears were rolling down her cheeks 'n' soaked the ground