This is a song about "My butthole"

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Got my head in my hands.

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Gotta work - slight work

We lookin' for something like navigation

This is my original, my validation

These my rhymes and my story

Let me rideuntil i get free

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time