This is a song about "Eatin booty"

I got a lot to say, i don't hold my tongue

Gods of cold like we eatin ambrosian,

So pretty mama make that booty accessible/

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Its eatin me alive im slowly losin my composure

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Sick of eatin rice, every friday was rinds

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

And i didn't just want to grip on your booty

The board ceo, i'm glad you all

Hit me up for a booty call.