This is a song about "Dank frags"

It's like sunshine on a rainy day

Smoking dank that's all i got to say

Only smoke that dank cause i don't fuck around

Them lames ain't even know the newest planes came out

Always got that dank weed like a dealer,

And then along came the wrong man for her

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

My shit so dank it smells

Got some lames in my trunk, i dank 'em skunks in shit

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

That a niggas gonna end up, when im done puffing this dank

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

Dank dro and hip hop, hennessy and trap beats

Third ward general, young cash money

Yea dank weed pays my bills, feeds my tummy