This is a song about "Go blow something"

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

And just maybe i will go easy on you little ( g ), cause your raps are ( o ), made my comp blow

Go home write something suspenseful

So pretentious with no potential

Suck on these nuts, blow bitch blow

Your last man was semi pro

The games bout to, go blow me

Took my heart away from money

She blow me i blow trees i keep on smoking

Ten more depending on where wale going

She say something something spanish

Ask her address she holla saks fifth

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

Temptations surround me infatuated with the blow

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

When they go home and bump to something helpless