This is a song about "Chunk gotta den ether"

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Gettin higher den da president, you sweeta den doze.

Den i put that ho on the welcome mat

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

Den i'm gone cut to rome, fuck prison i won't be fine//

My rapping is ether

That's what rains for

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

Hiding in the trenches avoiding the ether bomb

I invented ether puffin with aliens smokin reefer!

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

Compete against me and an ether is what you in for

Got to the suburbs pull out the ether and cloth

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs