This is a song about "Blunts 40 oz and bitches"

Of bad bitches and good tree

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

40. take a trip down rap street and fall asleep in the cab,

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

Rap’s filled with so much weed all the cess and the blunts,

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

I think i busted it by pressing it a trillion, 40 billion 26 million, 448 thousand and 266 times.

Think not ok i gotta football game on thursday at 8pm at the game i got five

And i'll show you all type of bitches

That shit look like it’s raks fifth

Her own family and those backstabbing bitches

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth

I'mma catch you next time around

Rollin up blunts and rapin to the sound