This is a song about "Bowls"

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

#4 (#more #internals, #indirects, #multis #and #loads #of #bowls)

Whole time, a little more girls

I smoke bowls and ball but still hair in curls,

So snort this coke and choke and smoke the bowls of dope and overdose,

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

Since third grade i been packin bowls

No, no, we are not those

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

Doesn't matter if ya like to chatter i climb ladders bowls fucks over and sit there

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

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

Bored, so i'm packin' bowls / faster than the hands of an average joe

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

So i cure that tragedy by rhyming after bowls