This is a song about "Super bowl"

I like big butts and i cannot lie

Look i'm fly, super saiyen high

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

Throwing super heat, my girls a super freak,

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Words flouous, too many, i make that super

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

Stack my words and pack em tight like a bowl

And she throws up whatever she eats

When wearing super skinny jeans.

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

Is bein' broke as fuck, and can't afford a noodle bowl,

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

It could wipe niggas clean like a fuking dust bowl.