This is a song about "Hairy ass"

I can get straight to the cash

Completely your fault dumb ass

No one-half and i hate math

I was being an ass

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

A couple of hookers, nice ass

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide (whoops!)

One more bite from cardiac arrest ass.

Your life is a product of trash

And when it come to the cash

Quick to burn yo bitch ass

So you can kiss my ass

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last