This is a song about "Afternoon"

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

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

If i get stopped, have a bitch throw the weed out

Every afternoon not wanting to be around

I think i might go michelangelo with flows this afternoon,

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

The boy gets home late in the afternoon

My legion is doom, my gorilla's monsoon

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

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

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

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

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

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

Spent the rest of the afternoon drinking blowing trees