This is a song about "Jakes asshole"

De la soul is from the soul

Down my head, chest, and asshole,

About how i'm an asshole and i don't rap about relevant issues,

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Be shy when we're all alone

Asshole flowers, going home

Was tricked to sit on poop, by some puke-able asshole

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Left the cuts asshole torn with the tusk of a boar

Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

You asshole rappers spittin shit in the booth

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

I'm a fucking asshole because i act by what i'm labeled.

What the fuck is this asshole here to really talk about

Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound