This is a song about "Nawal ate my ass"

Ate a watermelon seed

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Off of your melody

My ass got sulky n' grumpy

Fuck me in my fat ass

Just put your hand on the glass

Ain't tryin to fight no war against my brother

Style getting anarchistic, shudda ate supper

Kicked out on my own ass

Your life is a product of trash

Owe to me for overdue ate

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

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

Kiss my ass, cuz my ass made this money.