This is a song about "Ash ketchum"

Using solo cups as an ash tray

If you out there let me hear you say

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

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

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

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

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

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

Cause you're most likely to crash

On this path im leaving ash

Like ash and just catch em all up

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

Viewing thresholds as phoenix, my ash holds the meanings

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

On top of that, i’m broke

Because i'm throwing ash and smoke,