This is a song about "Whoop your ass"

And when it come to the cash

And ill bus a cap in your ass

I'mma sign that work and release that

I'll have your grumpy ass refrigerated,

Rolling while im blowing this stash

Completely your fault dumb ass

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

I made your moms ass rosy

And i got that drive and she just might crash

A'int nobody like your mother fucking bitch ass,

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

You better have your face on your ass.

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Your psychopathic ass belongs in therapy