This is a song about "Fart butts"

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

I'll use you to whipe a wet fart so your playin your part

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

Put em in handcuffs, fucked their butts

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

I make art while your shits rusty soundin worse than a dusty fart

Chat so much shit you should speak threw a fart

I know my calling's worth like phone card

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Young girls wanna get huge butts soon / nobody has got idols to look up to

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

Switching topics up, as fast as i smack these lacking rappers' butts

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

They need to be prostate doctors, how they going after butts

They let me put it in there butts

I call it speaking tongues