This is a song about "Big nasty bong rips"

Suck my teat, nasty feet,

Sometimes i think, what i need

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Once i get a job imma pimp my bong

The weed into the bong

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Bong rips and my bag of the best buds

Specially equities, reckon we smile

Vial filled with... foul, nasty, filthy... vile bile,

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

I'm on that cheech and chong shit, i'm here all day cheifing bong rips

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Original meaning of jazzy fat nasty