This is a song about "Al al bong bong"

Aw shit these bong hits do the opposite, keep me awake

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

Got my backpack filled with weed and a nice bong

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Dmv they know me well

Bong smoke got me blazed as hell

Got bitches on mollies, they rollin' all night

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

Most times when a liquor all gone

Smack a bong, rip the gong

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Mixed with diluted cider brewed with, tools from al-qaeda units

Just a bloke that can't cope with a toke or a bong,

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton