This is a song about "Kevin is booty"

Take ur booty ass...and bitch plz start to run...

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

Unless its a booty calls comin from the stalls

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

I don't get booty, like a pirate with no chest

Booty meat shaking in a groovey street

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

But me and kevin know that this talent is just a blessing

So pretty mama make that booty accessible,

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

I wanna real life big booty hoe, so i can have her strip and put on a show,

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row