This is a song about "Ash ketchum"

And victory tastes sweet, even when the enemy can throw salt

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

From a couple feet awaybut stay away

Using solo cups as an ash tray

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

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

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

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

I smoke until dusk, ash flies like dust,

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

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

Viewing thresholds as phoenix, my ash holds the meanings

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

Hit the blunt and go to ash