This is a song about "Kissing your ass"

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

I bury lightning in your ass

No idols, bunch of unread bibles

Holding hands, kissing idols.

No one-half and i hate math

Before i kick your ass

While i rise take your ass

Baby, you got that super bass

Know the time, know what it's like

Your ass looks plumb and ripe,

Like as if i didn’t know man

Showin of your ass an

And ill bus a cap in your ass

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash