This is a song about "Farting on puppies"

You cant grab on whats on the news

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

Raindrops drippin' on my down on my head

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

Nobody to lean on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Swisher almost gone, hold on

That's word to my mom

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

' alright, already, the show goes on

Your on fire.. your on fire

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

A real life viking, shout out to st. paul

Mirror mirror on the wall on the wall,

When i peep in the public, bet i'm leaving with something

Bro enough farting, i'll teach ya how to swing rap and sing