This is a song about "Your a lazy ass"

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

Lazy ass don't believe in lies. truth lies beneath our shoes

Just a lazy egotistacal rapper,

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw

Slap your ass with a chicken leg cut you like a saw

Or getting attacked by a man that scarred your ass

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

I am just an artist

I'm too lazy to touch a disk

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Give a little effort every now and then, but i'm lazy

So chase the air hide your stash

And ill bus a cap in your ass

Send your ass down a different path

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash