This is a song about "Good ass"

My nigga, no hook

But i guess its all good

Just put your hand on the glass

Completely your fault dumb ass

You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

What i do though for good

10 chains, hustle hard: ace hood

I'm still bustin jewels, everything good

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Bring your pen and your weed stash

Kicked out on my own ass

That are targeted at your ass.

No one-half and i hate math

Gotta make that cash

I was being an ass