This is a song about "Arizona tea"

And i know - there'll never be peace

Sip some green tea and look at them bees

Ice tea and skittles, ima share it like my last supper

I put that battery in backs ho small wonder

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Queen b would have you servin tea/

For this, i thank the lord

Boston, threw the tea overboard

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Pretense turned into pretext with precept ownership of ted's tea sets,

From all this tea cause in reality

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

My all gold rolly or the

My led hot like arizona/