This is a song about "40 s and chronic"

Everybody witnessed tombstone by taker and 2f5's by brock the baker

Tryna find a secret garden just like tyler the creator

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

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

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

And where's the reparations, 40 acres in a agreement,

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

24's on that escalade and ya' chick in the back, gettin' laid,

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

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

My hungry lines will kill ya my style, so file my lines,, as i got tupac in my ten signs,

I aint just spit in this s*** to sound all rough and tough,

Well, you fucking up, and truthfully i had enough