This is a song about "40 s and chronic"

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

Liquor stores with the 40's, young niggas bite metal, shit,

You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick

Aroma all around me chronic

You get a+'s and i'm like got holy damn

Not a fake person, that's the sims man

Think not ok i gotta football game on thursday at 8pm at the game i got five

I think i busted it by pressing it a trillion, 40 billion 26 million, 448 thousand and 266 times.

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Caus he vibes and he lies chronic

You be on that stalker shit

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

40. take a trip down rap street and fall asleep in the cab,