This is a song about "Anahiem ducks"

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Like fudd snooping, shooting for ducks.

Scoring goals through your legs, like those anaheim ducks

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Well, i can handle that

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

Shout out my nigga miles

You all are just sitting ducks

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

Ducks with the quack quack noise, fuck all the quack pack boys

It was simple, it was a really easy choice,

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

We follow the prophets like imma line a couple ducks when i hit