This is a song about "40 spit"

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

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

My mona lisa painting on the wall came to life

Why they had to kill 40 ima keep him alive

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

20 going on 40, life in jeopardy, halo accessory

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

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

Doing 140 in a 40 tell me i'm to fast / furious & i laugh

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

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

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done