This is a song about "Cans"

Grabbing a few cans with the lads nothing could be better

My game tighter than bitches that ain't fuck in forever

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Aw man, think i had too many tall cans, now i have to pee

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Before i stepped into a serene scene amped out on thirteen black cans of caffeine

Grab a few cans two spliffs with the lads,

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

Passing out snacks while passing zags cause smoking out of cans is whack

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

But in reality she can't, just fighting the "cans",

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

I am i can sam i sand with cans of panther meat

You still stare at frozen juice cans, cause they say concentrate.

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade