This is a song about "Condoms"

Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often

Used condoms, got a closed door, titanium foursome cause i was tired boredom,

Ahh found a few condoms in your laundry and you told me you kept it for a friend

Do whatever it takes to resist the temptationbrenda got herself a boyfriend

Better or worse, the center of attention

Condoms, or any sort of protection

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

You can't afford to buy her condoms? or pitch and stake a tent,

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Spitting fire without condoms the in pop filter

Racks on racks, our campaign strong, and yc like my brother

You threatened to use a box of condoms on my mother,