This is a song about "Farts"

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

But i've got the farts, well contained

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

But i've got all the farts, well contained

A legend have to bow, africa

I poop so hard my face farts to the

And i feared that my fans say i failed

But i've got all the farts, well contained

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

But they sold jello in the paint

But i've got the farts, well contained

Look, just remember how that winning taste