This is a song about "Tom ass"

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Wack ass pawns- no stacked stats drawn- half ass prawns

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

He's like #tom #'n' #jerry, he gets beaten by mice, so he friggin' tries

Make room for the groom married to his music

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

That are targeted at your ass.

Baby got that super bass

And i got that drive and she just might crash

Keep getting knocked down, back on my ass

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Kiss my ass, cuz my ass made this money.

So you can kiss my ass

...that's all i have

No one-half and i hate math

Big tits and a big ass