This is a song about "Baby ducks"

High as fuck high as ducks lit the hash and passed a blunt

Pushing my way to the top but this time it feel different

We follow the prophets like imma line a couple ducks when i hit

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

But showed up cause i ain't fuckin' lazy

Parents treat me like a baby

Oooohh... you've got a sin, baby

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Like fudd snooping, shooting for ducks.

As she goes through the levels