This is a song about "The carrot up my ass"

Fucked you up, straight in the ass!

Cause you're most likely to crash

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

While yo bitch ass caught up in the bar

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

My lazy ass would blaze the grass and smoke up the whole house

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

Take a crack at battling me, you'll be out back with my notepad up your damn ass

Fucked you up, straight in the ass!

No one-half and i hate math

Gluteus is in the air make sure that bitches ass is up

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

I fucked you up, straight in the ass!

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

See my ass is always on the ground

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around