This is a song about "I got a 100 girls to come over and fuck hard in the butt"

But habits have changed and i've been trying to change mine all the way

When i get to the butt, i flick it, and walk away,

If your head right, i’ll be there every night

Stop flirting and trying to get with the girls i like

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

All my girls got buts they all the same yea i should join a cypher

Next thing i know is, theres a gaping hole in my butt,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

I just got in the game but i'm ballin' hard like a laker and these

Fuck you up the butt with such a force that it broke the richter scale,

Turn into bitch ass niggasi'm sick of bein stuck in tha county jail

Carrying in a little pouch his friend walked over and sat down next to him on the

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

I need kylle tha crocodile, to come over and show everyone how to rhyme with style,

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire