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

Cause bitch, i'm big business

And i'll show you all type of bitches

I'll take there homies,family and bitches

Passion in rapping a blessing to even see this

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

And if you looka all the bitches...

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

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

And roll all my own blunts

Real light jab to opponents

Pop pills and smoke a million kush blunts

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

While i lay back and take a toke of your personal oz of smoke

Presidential suite and bitch, i never use my right to vote

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

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents