This is a song about "Dank mlg snipars"

And she throws up whatever she eats

Dank dro and hip hop, hennessy and trap beats

No days off and that's even on a snow day

Smoking dank that's all i got to say

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

Dank dark as catacombs under rome.

I got good gas and the weeds dank

And bijies like im out and

Yea dank weed pays my bills, feeds my tummy

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

My shit so dank it smells

Cause i can't seem to hear myself

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

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

You must mix that with dank

I start to think it's all planned