This is a song about "Got you on that crackpipe"

Saying that you just got blown again

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

That me and you, theirs something about you that got

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Got that nina on my side, i'll lay you out inna dirt

Whatever you need, know i got that

Ain't even tryna hold back

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Cause you got it going on

That me and you, theirs something about you that got

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

I got that scrap of crap on the map to wrap and strap you in a trap

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Its maybe that , that got her on me