This is a song about "Bag of smashed assholes"

Upon other limbs it's looking like a bag of chex mix

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

A nigga just got paid and we still was broke

Took the leprechauns pot of gold 'n' smashed this lame joke

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

And these two, other sloos, sucking my dick for a bag of jewels

That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Living in this bag of meat standing 6 foot tall

And a match to leave you assholes, burned like a pack of

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

Late night to the early morn, i've been such a rolling stone

They try to bag the essence of youth, and then will drag it home,

Or,"why you smashed and passed,"

They got me trapped

When i'm working for certain, i'm hurting the game

I wish you assholes the best of luck trying to tame