This is a song about "Bong smoking"

She passes the bong, and slowly removes her thong,

But i overshine ain't no niggas over sean

Pull out the bong, that i own,

Blackberry and t phone

The weed into the bong

Tats no dey for my arm

Smoking on that cali weed smoking on that oj green

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

Vertebrae snapped, gats...huh, i swerve em right

Grab the bong and hit it like a spiritual guide

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

Just a bloke that can't cope with a toke or a bong,

Before i'm gone let me light this bong and

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant