This is a song about "When you fart and a little bit comes out"

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Me and you just need to talk a bit

Me, wale, so hard - as shit

Murdering you, never hurt a bit

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Stop being afraid and get heart, i'm the shit you ain't even a wet fart

When i looked a little closer i figured out where you actually lurked

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

A little bit of love, a bit of bud, and some innocence

An expression of obsession with life, just a little bit

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit