This is a song about "Cakes that ass and shake assistant on a sick and be a big booty hoe"

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

Well that's just fucking absurd tell me that and i'll put a curse on your ass,

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass

Liven life with danger/ and living life in danger is a big ass money changer/

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

S.w.a.t sick a hound on me for peeps and staring

Rollin blunt after blunt, prowlin down town on that big booty hunt,

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

I wanna real life big booty hoe, so i can have her strip and put on a show,

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

And we type of niggas that'll smash and pass a hoe

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

And a big ass head, looking like some fucking monuments/