This is a song about "Spanish belly dancing"

I turned him on his belly, what i would do was heinous.

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

When her meats in my belly

God mc oh my god you gotta see

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

To feed my belly i go round town, toastin the semi

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Oblivious to negativity like it was spanish

There's no dancing for you tonight.

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

Dancing with the devil, hoarding useless shit

To liberate yourselves, africa

Meanwhile you can stroke my fuckin' belly nigga,

Playbook like a oxford dictionary

Got so many bars im fat like homers belly