This is a song about "Another"

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Won’t pop another pill, can’t drink another sip

I'm hunting these wimps, one after another

And none drum, iller than ninth wonder

Said when i do dirt wit her

Smoke one, spit another,

When we not in summer

Say one thing and do another

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

For beating another misinformed poor stoner

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster

I feel another disaster in my bladder evertime i read another chapter,

Here take another puff

See boy she been in love

You act like one another

They tested with stress that they under