This is a song about "Ash catchem"

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

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

I smoke until dusk, ash flies like dust,

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

Blowing out ash as if his throat was like a pipe exhaust,

Because i'm throwing ash and smoke,

Used to find dope in his coat

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

Using solo cups as an ash tray

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

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Twist my fuckin cap back like ash catch in the trap

This that black elohim anunnaki rap

Bring your pen and your weed stash

On this path im leaving ash