This is a song about "My humps"

I could think of a couple positions for you

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

That bitch was racist, got me fired

My shirt, purple label my shirt

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

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

See dre did scotland and everybody jocked him

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

I’m the rapper with clout columbians rap about

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

In earth, as it is in heaven

Grab my knife and my gun

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim