This is a song about "Cans"

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

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

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

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

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

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

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

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

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

Grabbing a few cans with the lads nothing could be better

I just brought 'em more audience, shawty wait till november

Now if you give us a chance

Grab a few cans two spliffs with the lads,

Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans

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