This is a song about "That ass"

Choke your ass out with that cobra clutch

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

That fat ass looks juicy and round

I just might throw a big amount

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Then sent his ass to iraq, but unlike osama, his ass was the one that got smashed in,

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

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

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

It's rainin' now somehow the fugitive's out

This hype ass media sayin you gotta be this or do that

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

Please... twerk twerk, let that ass work,

I'm why baby fathers kirk

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Cause mr.clean'll bust that ass and leave that juicy open.