This is a song about "Butt stuff"

See boy she been in love

You in to that animal stuff

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

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

That's why i shine like i does

Stuff you can't extinguish,

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

I had messed up childhood, my uncle fucked me in the butt

Ships that sail to distant places

Have to leave without your stuff

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

Outgrown clothing need to purchase summery stuff

Who da fuck do this too my fucking butt?

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

I feel my work ain't enough

Yeah i remember all that stuff,