This is a song about "Forty two"

'cuz i'll crack you in two, snap you in two

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

If only i could rap to you

I set a table for two

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

Leaving him eight hundred and forty pounds heavy,

Y'all mario brothers, i'm metal gear

Drinking a forty ounce beer

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

I'm with ______ with two blunts in two hands

Forty mental slugs for these corny gental thugs

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

Why can't we plain disqualify my percentages of forty nine,

So its time for verse two

Swear i'm trying to get through