This is a song about "My but"

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

But my words are weapons, my pistol pistol

But you see my little one,

So now she picks up the gun

It's funny cause most of y'all ain't did shit

But my raps still undetected

Cause ignorance is bliss

But my niggaz in paris

But my influence is widespread

Digital ten, shit get critical friend

The vacancy that sat in my heart

But my god had my sins washed!

On they car note to go to the club

I trust nothing but my bud,

I’m t-raww young nigga i’m the shit

But my labor has culminated,