This is a song about "40"

40 with a million clip

You be on that stalker shit

A man around 40, he answers the door,

You ain't gotta hit the club no more

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

I thought we had at least 40 more years of life together.

Fuck a 40 i find my peace at the end of a tequila liter

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Get that 40 sipping, mad trippin, straight kicking

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening

My 40 dick longer than a bitch weave

Right flows down and they might go nice