This is a song about "Bowl of jeannette o s"

Heard you do anything for a pair of 110s

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

Wielding a potato at that the end of the rainbow with a pot o' gold

I see the addict, the alcoholic with golden flask out cold,

It´s the battle of life

Hop in and let me test drive

And separately i'd like a bowl of doritos

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

You based your life off of 50's shit

You hear that shawty, shh no more talking alright

Smoke another bowl, forget it by the end of the night.

Now there's bits of her floating in my cereal bowl

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

I win the bowl, pass the bowl and light up