This is a song about "Butt holes"

They like talking, its like gossip

Who da fuck do this too my fucking butt?

Yeah they always defend you, look how they say your name

Bullet holes and escalades, just tryin to explain,

I get brain everyday; i'm a know it all

Put two holes in your head like a bowling ball.

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

And although you're a pain in my big toe, the butt

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Ox up in my pocket, i'll lock shit, from the peep holes,

And it was nothing to you but hands on my butt

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Black holes are a mid something about meta physics and science----

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

But i'm so smoothe like baby butt

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck