This is a song about "Chloe nash"

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

M v p like steve nash

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

And my friends, chloe, sophie? what about fucking naomi?

Haha lots of hate, chloe

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

We bone em like thugs n harmony nash em and go

You get your girl for something tight tomorrow

Chloe haterz, see ya

And i am raw