This is a song about "Ash"

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

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

Using solo cups as an ash tray

And all of that was okay

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

I likely will be chased through hell with missiles raining ash,

Twist my fuckin cap back like ash catch in the trap

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

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

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

In the midst of class, as i ash the blunt and pass

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

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

Ever since then i had no job

Because i'm throwing ash and smoke,