This is a song about "Frequent"

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

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

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

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

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

Flying right beside my eyes, got frequent flier miles

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

But if i flash to much/ i look to dangerous/ my mom knows the look in my eye, its lust/

To increase my ends

Frequent toker, ask my friends.