This is a song about "Your ass is mine"

All that counts is that head up your ass,

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

In your ass impression fuck a freestyle this is thee style

We can talk things over a little a while

If they find that stash box just one time

Now i'm gunna take what is mine

And your life is ass but you can't admit

Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit

Welcome to organized crime

Is it these keys of mine?

Fuck all this shit, my life is mine

Until the end of time

If i had on 'bama line

And just in time your head is mine

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

These emerald evergreens in your eyes reflect mine