This is a song about "My asshole"

Rhymes i shot up your asshole.

Timmy got his bike stole

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

You asshole rappers spittin shit in the booth

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

It's my first fucken rule i fire in the asshole

Asshole, me? i never ask for more,

Some old bitch that we did before

I know i'ma fucking asshole, so fuck you, and fuck me,

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Down my head, chest, and asshole,

It's apart of her goal

About how i'm an asshole and i don't rap about relevant issues,

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Bi-annual, that asshole, nah i'm glad though

Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low