This is a song about "How many cocks are in subject ass"

A military mind mean money

So many kids are hungry,

Yo are a pain in the ass

And when it come to the cash

It don't matter how many random letters you put in ya name,

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

That are targeted at your ass.

The police are just scumbags and a pain in my ass, hemorrhoid

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

There are so many problems in my life that i gotta get past

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

How many lines does it take to leave your ass in defeat?

Rock supporter, got his cocks in order, they too chicken to talk

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top