This is a song about "Willy bum bum"

You always talkin cash but we know you a bum,

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

Hoes row got beans in them

You know you like dick up your bum,

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit

Sorry for exceeding the limit it was only 2 lines extra

Another bum as a janitor, all we gotta do is learn algebra,

I got plenty bum bitches watching from the deep end.

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

What you really feeling? and how you willy healing

But right there, they still scheming, they not eating

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

Anytime you wanna cry, just pull a kleenex out yah front, bum

These dumb chump rappers with crumb bum swagger

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir