This is a song about "Suppose"

To what was suppose to be

Wanna see you work your body

You go "pon' de river": leave you in ponds and rivers

Hell, what's suppose to contain all of the sinners

Hit the club she drop it low

I suppose it goes to show

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

You'd suppose you're deceased, cause i grieve like a grievance

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

'cuz i pack these syllables in the lines and i suppose that you ain't even know it,

Like howre they suppose to

Nigga, fuck you. yeah, just you

I'm just doin eventhing like i'm really suppose to

So would you please listen to what i'mma need from you

This rap suppose to be a kiss to your mom tits

That's the capital of ghana for you idiots