This is a song about "A bowl haircut"

Now and days you finish up work and you coming home alone, you pack a bowl

I feel like i'm falling, yeah falling into a black hole, that's darker than black coal

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

Take a few hits from the bowl, on a friday night i call my niggas and have bring the hoes,

Smoke another bowl, forget it by the end of the night.

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

Lets smoke a bowl i was kidding bout the weed before

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

This guy swallowed a bowl of insects

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Like a super bowl referee, but i don't see any penalties.

I pick up the bowl and walk over to the drawer

Yea this is like a penthouse, served at the top floor

Except it ain't via the nose it's from deep in my soul

Your flow is synonymous to what's in my toilet bowl