This is a song about "Cans of soup"

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

That girl’s an alien and if i die before i wake

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

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

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Grab a few cans two spliffs with the lads,

Grabbing a few cans with the lads nothing could be better

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Head in your soup while im headin to the coupe

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Scoopin up all the loot while im sippin on some matzah ball soup

And i have forsaken my marriage, now she gon take me for loot

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

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

I could eat a bowl of alphabet soup and shit out a smarter statement than that.

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad