This is a song about "My ass"

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

Call it boomerang, it comes right back on my ass

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Please homie you know my rhymes tighter than a virgin ass

Fuck me in my fat ass

She graduated top of the class

Its a war with the enemy

Kiss my ass, cuz my ass made this money.

These crazy ass thoughts going through my brain

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Walkin my ass to school with mismatched socks

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

No one-half and i hate math

Toilet paper to wipe my ass

They actually got me to get off my ass

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path