This is a song about "Butt cheeks"

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

The kind this kid eats/hit you wit fists n feet /2 ur lips n cheeks/

Fuck you little pussy ur cheeks are pink, 218 bitch.

Lot of intuition, i ain't never finished college

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

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

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

Told me mary was a go so we passed her round and round

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

Now he takes it up the butt while he puckers up

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

Man the people kissin' cheeks of the devil, got to hell,

Constantly making you the butt of all jokes, of your pears,

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Wait, what? you're so bad that you don't even get your own butt?

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut