This is a song about "Afternoon"

Every afternoon not wanting to be around

We smoke loud, might have to get your ears checked out

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune

The boy gets home late in the afternoon

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

My bitch wanna spoon late in the afternoon, this bitch that i consumed,

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

I think i might go michelangelo with flows this afternoon,

Spent the rest of the afternoon drinking blowing trees

I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies

Every afternoon after school crank the tunes and wait for the moon

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school

No david lettermans acting a fool

I eat you like a afternoon snack, and i pour in the side glass some jack/

The generational gap with yet another sensational track