This is a song about "Ash wednesday"

On this path im leaving ash

I can barely wipe my ass

Whilst i puff this hash and dub the ash into your massive ass and laugh,

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

But i let off everything i have

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

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

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

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

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

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

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

No ash i need u more than ever

With the insanest blast and everyone will die from inhaling ash

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