This is a song about "Ash wednesday"

And victory tastes sweet, even when the enemy can throw salt

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

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.

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

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

Rolling while im blowing this stash

Hit the blunt and go to ash

Every wednesday when my father got home tho

Ali shaheed muhammad q-tip i'm trynna follow

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

Last wednesday, accidentally dented the back of my truck.

Everything i once had became ash when that doctor told us about a heart attack you had

Can't nobody fade meand i been goin' insane latelyand everybody tryin ta hold me back

Because i'm throwing ash and smoke,

Used to find dope in his coat