This is a song about "Ash ketchum"

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

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass

Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost

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

No ash i need u more than ever

I thought i recognized her

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Viewing thresholds as phoenix, my ash holds the meanings

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

On this path im leaving ash

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Twist my fuckin cap back like ash catch in the trap

I smoke until dusk, ash flies like dust,

She can only live for the moment

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

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