This is a song about "In the ass"

Ay yo you wonder who i are

While yo bitch ass caught up in the bar

Titty, ass, hands in the air, it's a party over here

I like to ask the bad bitches if they ass is real

Fucked you up, straight in the ass!

Your life is a product of trash

Then sent his ass to iraq, but unlike osama, his ass was the one that got smashed in,

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

You hit the wall like its another crack in someones ass.

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

Fukin bitch ass need to be in the chair

A life where we don't need no welfare

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

Titties, ass, hands in the air, it's a party over here

Come here i’m about to take you higher

Be a real cat,rep your ass in the cypher