This is a song about "Scratching my ass"

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Yes, sir - thank god kinda worried 'bout my ass

Look, i know you not gay or nothing

So everyday my ass i'm busting

Fuck with mine, i'll put my foot up your ass

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

Size 9 fly kicks

With my dope ass lyrics

These crazy ass thoughts going through my brain

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Just put your hand on the glass

My man got a feel for your ass

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

But if i had just kept my head up my ass

Fell asleep in first class

Toilet paper to wipe my ass