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

Uppity bitches, handling business

And if you looka all the bitches...

The west coast too, e-40 and them made the hardest music,

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

And roll all my own blunts

Real light jab to opponents

Pop pills and smoke a million kush blunts

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

I'll take there homies,family and bitches

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

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

Two aks and a box of blunts

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Roll it up and smoke it down, throwin blunts out to the crowd.

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route