This is a song about "Smelly butts"

Put em in handcuffs, fucked their butts

Where you welcome to problems

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

They let me put it in there butts

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

I know howard that college, but uptown has some problems

They need to be prostate doctors, how they going after butts

The fish was kinda smelly

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

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

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Switching topics up, as fast as i smack these lacking rappers' butts

Come up to your peep hole, leave you fuckin' smelly nigga,

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era