This is a song about "Doing it in the butt"

Fuck you up the butt with such a force that it broke the richter scale,

Put the beaver in the mail, we can take it slow like snail

Busta cap in your freaking butt and

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

I be doing your bitch down in the sidewalk paying pennies

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

And it was nothing to you but hands on my butt

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

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Im in the middle of class doing work that is really fuckin gay

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

The 9 it is silence like mines doing actions

But now you doing it, just not on the earth floor

Controling my steamknowing my team to deserve more