This is a song about "Spanking my ass"

Yes, sir - thank god kinda worried 'bout my ass

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

Die apart with my big ass heart

Like a small garage in your backyard

My shit generated? ha, your ass backwards/

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

Fuck with mine, i'll put my foot up your ass

Rolling while im blowing this stash

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Please homie you know my rhymes tighter than a virgin ass

We're living in a fantasy

Kiss my ass, cuz my ass made this money.

With my dope ass lyrics

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Fuck me in my fat ass

Cause you're most likely to crash