This is a song about "Butt pickin"

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

I sit and i write pickin' fights with the lights

It's late and you stuck in my basement

I like to poop out of my butt,

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

I be pickin' up them younger girls, them teenagers like i'm romeo,

I love you though i'll still fuck

But i'm so smoothe like baby butt

I get in my zone, you try to get your butt toned

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Who da fuck do this too my fucking butt?

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

Houdini niggas, linguine ass butt munch

But when her friend visits i doesn't get it much

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

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut