This is a song about "Fucking ass"

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Lay is fucking ass down on a mouse trap

No more fucking cigarettes lit, no more stupid ass presentations and useless magazine ad bits

And everybody grieves, but still nobody seesrecollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix

His crazy ass family and crazy ass wife,

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

A'int nobody like your mother fucking bitch ass,

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

I battle your weak-ass for any fucking price,

This is c simeon against the fucking world, so you can kiss my ass/

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

See her man face-to-face through the glass

That are targeted at your ass.