This is a song about "My slightly damp ass rag"

Keep getting knocked down, back on my ass

Baby got that super bass

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass

But i let off everything i have

To reds i ain't know how to act

You dried instead of gettin damp,

It's not rape if she liked it / she got excited when i slapped her nice tits

You just another percentage feeling my rampage, i'm slightly a nuisance

Light the rag, it's a molotov

And i can't help but stare, cause

Your life is a product of trash

Toilet paper to wipe my ass

Yo, i'll bet she be back

Do the dirty work, dish rag/

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

So listen when the sisters whisper slightly audibly,