This is a song about "Bongs and thongs"

And remember what i said and

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Listen, these niggas is tripping

And a fridge and some broccoli

Fuck fame, fuck money

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

I’m way harder than the concrete

And kill yourself and your clique

And inhospitable,

A criminal grind mean hustle