This is a song about "Smelling girlfriends farts"

But i've got all the farts, well contained

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

O let's do it get-get your bitches schooled quick

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

I poop so hard my face farts to the

Ive had three girlfriends on roulette of chat

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

Them hoes be smelling that dick from so far away, they be running

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

But i've got the farts, well contained

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

And i feared that my fans say i failed

But i've got all the farts, well contained