This is a song about "Blow some more"

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

Give me everything i want then i'm asking for some more

Fuck with me some more and im kill this whore,

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

Blow some fucking hash and laugh

Little light in the ass

Or something that you paid for

Mister please can i have some more

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Safe with nothing more than a hose and some matches

On some more than adequate transportation

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

Stack it stack it stack it up some more

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore

Drank too much but i still need some more smirnoff,

All the girlfriends fall in line from my spin off