This is a song about "Your ass o"

Like you gotta bad case o' the sinus in your swollen head this the end

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Just put your hand on the glass

I splash your dirty ass,

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

I bury lightning in your ass

Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though

Growing up i had your posters o

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

And whoever the villain is, is none o f your business,

You better have your face on your ass.

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

Your lies haven't been sold you have cries with your pot o' gold

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed