This is a song about "Ash wednesday"

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

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

That shit was wack as fuck

Like ash and just catch em all up

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

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

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

Tossed it and watched it catch then turned the box to ash

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

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

Because i'm throwing ash and smoke,

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

On this path im leaving ash

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