This is a song about "Your moms booty"

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

A washed up queer licking tampoons out your moms

The board ceo, i'm glad you all

Hit me up for a booty call.

And i didn't just want to grip on your booty

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Pop toasters and they live with they moms

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Still living home with ya moms/

Big booty girls whining on me so slow

Ironically it subs like a hero

Sprung from your moms bum, oh and bang it like a tin dong,

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

I'm too explosive for your ears like i'm throwing bombs

When i overheard some cocks talking bout my moms