This is a song about "Fuckin asshole"

Down my head, chest, and asshole,

It's apart of her goal

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

It's my first fucken rule i fire in the asshole

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

Im kind hearted,no matter how much i come off as an asshole

But i could call you glass joe, asshole!

Purify that woman soul

That fire flow the finest women i adore

Left the cuts asshole torn with the tusk of a boar

Asshole, me? i never ask for more,

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Yall bunch of rap queens female asshole

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show

Bi-annual, that asshole, nah i'm glad though