This is a song about "Eat dat azz"

To fix dat shit, itll be our secret

See i let my nigga split that

Meat for everyone to eat,

Last of a dying breed

She ordered dat pastrami on rye

Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Youve had niqqas since and im cool wit dat

And that's jay line i had to quote that

Dat same niggas that grew up , da same nigga you been wit

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

Cuz your mixtape dropped dat shit on dat piff sucked

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

Bitch, am on dat cocaine

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

Flat ass, true dat, a sex addict wouldnt tap dat,