This is a song about "Zach is ass"

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

Unloads a bunch a class tthinking is the ass that pass

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

You disappear if yo wack ass is a target

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Get over yourself you know your ass is nothing.

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Saying my song is ass lemme see you try bitch

He is a winner a pure ass kicker

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

A is for assholes assisting ass clowns, true that

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Gluteus is in the air make sure that bitches ass is up

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

No need to fight back, we have zach/