This is a song about "Aston snook"

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Get you cold cocked with a smoke shot when i pop, you ain't even know it,

All i know is yolo, nigga, that's the motto

Your phone's cocked, but i've blocked your calls to triple o

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

The gun cocked i said show it,the chamber, open it,

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

I know you're in there bitch, i got my gun cocked

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

With it, my life is cocked, its like i'm armed with a timer bomb.

So if you want a blood-bath i'm cocked, loaded, for a immersed expand/

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

A young teen near the fiends is strapped, a cocked glock,

But still i feel like i could strap on a cocked hand grenade,

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade