This is a song about "My but"

My ride old but my rims new,

I'm after you bringing traffic through

So i gotta spit to this

But my niggaz in paris

Cold, my style making my nose run

But you see my little one,

But my words are weapons, my pistol pistol

Them niggas talking, they like man he official

But my words are weapons, my pistol pistol

So unzip the bra be in awe from the nipple

What yo name is girl let me tell you mine

Like eminem but in my time

Clap two times if you drunk

But got comma’s in my statement

She will never get by, no how no way

But i've overcome my fear today