This is a song about "Flute"

You'll think it was a flute by the length that i must roll blunts

Forever my endeavours and i sever my opponents

Go home fuck you play a flute

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

Readily she plays my skin flute, heavenly melody

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

I'm a brute, your sister blow my flute,

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Then scoop up the wrong head to wash your skin flute

Then scoop up the wrong head to wash your skin flute

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute