This is a song about "Warm butts"

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

The times together that they spent in the warm summertime

They need to be prostate doctors, how they going after butts

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Of an odyssey, i’m a block away

It still warm my heart to hear my grandma pray

And you'll be done for, but your body will be still warm

Around here i am the g.o.a.t. like the capricorn

Switching topics up, as fast as i smack these lacking rappers' butts

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

But most times darling the sequel sucks

They let me put it in there butts

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

So i know you got to watch out for the warm days

We slept on the lawn, together, when the weather was warm

And these woman is loving the way that i perform