This is a song about "Rich kid asshole"

You asshole rappers spittin shit in the booth

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

I was breakin' ‘em down, now i’m sellin' ‘em whole

Was tricked to sit on poop, by some puke-able asshole

Asshole flowers, going home

You're the corner stone

Bi-annual, that asshole, nah i'm glad though

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow

Asshole, me? i never ask for more,

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

But i could call you glass joe, asshole!

Yall bunch of rap queens female asshole

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

You wonda why they call u bitch

I'm not poor but i'm not rich/