This is a song about "Cheech and chong"

Fuck them, fly together

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Grab the scissors and saws and

Fuck you if you feelin' different

I had beautiful words but girls never listened

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I want to fight the music on this one

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun

I just chill like cheech and chong

Look, by the end of this song

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Bitches pursue me like a dream

December 4th a star was born

Gettin' high as cheech and chong

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit