This is a song about "My butthole"

These my rhymes and my story

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

My streaks my testament.

Enforce, i'm elegant and

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

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

Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

And everybody's having sex

I quit the shit, i might get high with you

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

My own unknown is my enemy,

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see