This is a song about "Motherfucker nigga money asshole"

Yous a dead motherfucker

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Let's put it on cruise control

For making an asshole

Asshole flowers, going home

You left your nigga on his own

Try to buy me motherfucker

They tested with stress that they under

Thinking that in giving more money they get more nigga

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

Yep, yep, yep, yep, i'm fuckin asshole

De la soul is from the soul