This is a song about "Ann arbor"

Splitting swisher's on the porch with my sister

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

Swing my sever of the roof on an extension cord

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes

I adore you like the swing from a door.

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Fuckin paedophilia rampant in the nursery

It's no longer a new jack city

Never get a card n i'll still smoke a tree.

Don't believe me, just watch

I’m a mash ya bitch wed ma porch

Of bad bitches and good tree

So high i’m on the ceiling baby