This is a song about "Buns"

Im way too hot so many run, the rest get cooked n served like dennys buns.

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

Why haven't you fled, run! your fat #buns gonna be part of my #mac's lunch

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

But it wasnt worth it cause now im gettin stared down by guys who wanna fuck my buns,