This is a song about "My but"

Never agree with that message

But please excuse my language

Like eminem but in my time

Go inside the mind, you will find the mine

But,my raps scar and kill,

Lady at the frank stand will

Scab, fix up look shop joe

But you know my motto:

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

But my words are weapons, my pistol pistol

But my labor has culminated,

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit

But got comma’s in my statement

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Blood been rushing, i'm thinking 'bout loving

Dry land , but its my fucking