This is a song about "Cheeks"

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

And i got cheeks so apple red they'd make her run for the hills,

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

Spittin rhymes i'm on bros new beats a new girl and she got a couple of cheeks

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

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

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

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

Runs from cheeks when they cry, money hungry thieves lovely monthly fees

Cheeks feeling flaccid but you need it for your habit

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

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

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