This is a song about "My butthole"

Grab my knife and my gun

They had a hell of a run

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

And get on down with this thc vision

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

And i hope you a believer

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

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

These my rhymes and my story

Clap two times if you drunk

My streaks my testament.

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.