This is a song about "A bum named supreme"

Catch us smokin’ that quik trip

My shit could make a bum strip.

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Quarters, dimes, nickles and a hottie named penny

You always talkin cash but we know you a bum,

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

And smoke out with your bum friends, i'm a beast now,

Will somebody please show me how

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

Zombie ill fucking bite tuechie,bum rush his ass like a groupie,

I got a friend named chris rent

Carol city or was it the west

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

Anytime you wanna cry, just pull a kleenex out yah front, bum