This is a song about "Smelly ass farts"

His crazy ass family and crazy ass wife,

Dippers and pipers, it's sad shawty, but this is life

While blazing that smelly fragrance, as i am pacing

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

That are targeted at your ass.

I can get straight to the cash

But i've got all the farts, well contained

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

Cause you're most likely to crash

Big tits and a big ass

So you can kiss my ass

Your life is a product of trash

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Would have to work on his curls at the gym, his cat too smelly

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

A couple of hookers, nice ass