This is a song about "Ash tray"

Because i'm throwing ash and smoke,

Where rules get followed

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

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

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

No ash i need u more than ever

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

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay

I still remember the moment, at lunch time when you spilled my tray

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

You're a pile of ash and ember covered in feces of bitches

I’m coming back like light-skin and

I smoke until dusk, ash flies like dust,

Hit the blunt and go to ash

So much class, double d’s and ass