This is a song about "My ass"

Walkin my ass to school with mismatched socks

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Why a black nigga take ass over class

Call it boomerang, it comes right back on my ass

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

So everyday my ass i'm busting

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

These crazy ass thoughts going through my brain

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

So i put my motha-fuckin' boot up yo ass!

Poppin purple tagsshow my face for cash

Yes, sir - thank god kinda worried 'bout my ass

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Keep getting knocked down, back on my ass