This is a song about "Bowls"

Rappin' heat, you can fall defeat if you don't pay ya tolls

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Need a clear mind cause i been blind, got me goin' down that road

Smokin' bowls of dope, but still these heads will choke and coke,

Every night i stroke hoes

Since third grade i been packin bowls

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

They're frozen and cold and smokin' the bowls of dope and then coast,

I smoke bowls and ball but still hair in curls,

We should fuck each others mothers

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream.

Smokin bowls out of bongs and sniffin lines of white

Now they give a fuck about usand if i choose to ride

Smokin' bowls of dope and coke, our noses are infected soon,

I'm feelin on that 'rillo till i'm level with the moon