This is a song about "Fanny farts"

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

But i've got all the farts, well contained

But i've got all the farts, well contained

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

And i feared that my fans say i failed

But i've got the farts, well contained

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

But i've got all the farts, well contained

Admit it you fanny fucks,youve studied my content

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

But i've got the farts, well contained

But i've got all the farts, well contained

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced