This is a song about "Girls with fat asses"

We won't do shit for it, lay back on our asses with child deaths imminent/

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

After the show i got with serval of the those asses

Work the asses off and the owners the one with money stacks

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Girls always playing games with emotions

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Fine girls with fine asses sipping on some nice wine

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

I'm with three girls at once, call it a 3 course dinner/

Back with a passion for smashin these rappin' asses.. an

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn