This is a song about "My buttcheeks dont squeak"

I dont know where my pencils at!?

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Because there ain't no coming back from that

I dont know where my pencils at!?

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I dont blame nobody for the mistakesfrom my past. except me

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band

Haters dont phase my hearts on everlast!!

I dont even know my own head but im sure it dont lie to me,

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

My mind my temple, but i dont treat it gentle

When that money calls i holla back

I dont know where my pencils at!?

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Sheeit i make a bitches titties squeak,