This is a song about "Blow me a bag"

Ran outside to see the big show

I got a bomb ready to blow

Ya'll better hope 2012 really real, cause the way i feel i'mma make ya'll suffer

I didn't blow 'till i started talking a gang of shit, tell me who you prefer

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

She blow me i blow trees i keep on smoking

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

You can talk all that shit while yo girl give me a blow job

They blast for me and i don't roll with no atheist

Shell blow me so hard shes gonna develop a lisp

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Watch me chew his ass out like a bag of chips

In a boxing ring, swinging at the cancer but hitting the punching bag.

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap