This is a song about "Spanking that ass"

All that counts is that head up your ass,

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

Unloads a bunch a class tthinking is the ass that pass

Damn, you rap shit, crying gangsters, the type of ass that

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

Take that cutlass an shove it up yo ass,

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

Chill ass song, bring all that heat

But i'm not worried

That are targeted at your ass.

Baby got that super bass

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

A is for assholes assisting ass clowns, true that

You can't handle that i'm about to whoop your ass without

Haters in the crowd, if you see 'em point them out