This is a song about "Shake"

Make the ground shake like a trimmer,

Tv dinners, tampons, soy milk, paint thinner

That's the window into the sky

Knew it, hey i could shake ya i

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Shake junt, get buck my friends

They'd only be happy with a minstrel actor

Shake that laffy taffy, jolly raunchy rapper

Shake it for the man of the year

What you might’ve thought the vision still clear

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Cause she sees n believes im so damn slick/make the girl quake from my milk shake

What preceded was the clue

Don’t need to shake my ass for you

Our vision never changed, we self made

Real quiet bout to make you shake