This is a song about "My hairy ass"

Toilet paper to wipe my ass

And i got that drive and she just might crash

Kiss my ass, cuz my ass made this money.

God mc oh my god you gotta see

With my dope ass lyrics

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

In a hairy mess, doused with gas, light her dress with matches

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Call it boomerang, it comes right back on my ass

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide (whoops!)

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

You are just a pain in my ass

Rolling while im blowing this stash

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Un-hairy musk lavender oil coated