This is a song about "Fine ass for breakfast"

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

Not pieces which you had for breakfast

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Than her dad cries and says fine, and we go in the back for the after party,

Hold the bus busking, busting ma ass for tips as an emcee

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Been a star since i was back in one time

Pretty mamacita is looking so fine,

What up girl, tell me how you been

Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention

Priest tried to fuck me in the ass, for a record deal

Don't shed a tear, cause mama i ain't happy here

This shits too fine nigga i don't mind , time for this rap to make headlines

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

For misdemeanors, dreamer, held back ass is lowkey still a senior

And i can admire your body but your mind is much deeper