This is a song about "Michele obamas ass cheeks"

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Man the people kissin' cheeks of the devil, got to hell,

Before i kick your ass

Got my foot on the gas

Your life is a product of trash

I was being an ass

Cheeks feeling flaccid but you need it for your habit

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Spittin rhymes i'm on bros new beats a new girl and she got a couple of cheeks

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

See her man face-to-face through the glass

A couple of hookers, nice ass

I'll pop a cap on you ass

She graduated top of the class