This is a song about "Kicking ass"

Been spending most our lives

I'm kicking all your behinds

Someone gotta be telling someone somebody is tripping

I don't care any more about spelling i care about ass kicking

Got my foot on the gas

I splash your dirty ass,

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

Toilet paper to wipe my ass

Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud

I remember the phone call to my house my mom kicking me out,

Lights will flash, cars will crash

While i rise take your ass

So kicking backs the only place i'll find my peace of mind

Its been a long summer, and i've been on my grind