This is a song about "Army of drunk monkies"

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Holding on the tsunamis cruise army

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

To the top of district army hospitals for doctor visits,

Just the drunk ramblings of a worthless reefer addict

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

Get drunk and wobble to nearest house full of waffles,

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,

My bitch: she educated, walking college grounds

Round and around, army of scary clowns,

Every time i get drunk i'm never drunk enough

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Multisyllabic and internal rhymes about conscious topics, creating the

A start of a new form of saga, drunk even before i touched my vodka