This is a song about "Ashley the ass hole"

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

Only losers obey yolo, ass hole, so go home

I don’t do nothing but ball

I punch a hole in the wall

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

If you want to criticize me,talk to your ass hole,

You just dug yourself a hole you're goin straight in the ground

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

Hawk,two fingers each hole in the spot i giver the spock,

Stuff fake hair down the hole that you spoke,

Shit grand like a muh-fucking bass load