This is a song about "My asshole"

For making an asshole

It's apart of her goal

Asshole flowers, going home

The king upon the throne

Was tricked to sit on poop, by some puke-able asshole

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

I'm a fucking asshole because i act by what i'm labeled.

Im kind hearted,no matter how much i come off as an asshole

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

Purify that woman soul

Rhymes i shot up your asshole.

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

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll