This is a song about "Ash"

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

I'm impossibly shy, with a mouth as an ash tray

Using solo cups as an ash tray

Morty let me use the maybach back in may

On this path im leaving ash

Baby got that super bass

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Past the point the earth no longer wears grass and is covered in ash

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

With a sack of your ash an a steak knife i used to hack off your ass.

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Viewing thresholds as #phoenix, my #ash holds the meanings

Because i'm throwing ash and smoke,

I fucking hate this job

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

Tossed it and watched it catch then turned the box to ash