This is a song about "Frequent"

Then you got to pacing off the place seething, to the racy bar you'd since fre-quent

Hopping to get eaten by a gust, i'm not the greatest, i'm just an atom of a dust.

Flying right beside my eyes, got frequent flier miles

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Niggas be telling me how you make niggas in the strip clubs cum in frequent

From all you cheap frequent feasting sequenced in need of treatment,

And i ain't really give a fuck, it was like a nigga rushed

Frequent toker, ask my friends.

To increase my ends