This is a song about "Loli butts"

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Switching topics up, as fast as i smack these lacking rappers' butts

Or closed casket for our troubles

They let me put it in there butts

Young girls wanna get huge butts soon / nobody has got idols to look up to

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Put em in handcuffs, fucked their butts

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

They need to be prostate doctors, how they going after butts