This is a song about "Cans of soup"

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

Head in your soup while im headin to the coupe

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

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

Grabbing a few cans with the lads nothing could be better

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

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

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

Out of mind out of sight

Me and you i think we should ride

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I can always go home and look down my street

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

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

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