This is a song about "Jacking it"

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

We're like brothers, and we're jacking acs, pack a mac-10,

Now this shit is turning to a habit

Couldn't believe it when i heard it

Now you got me hopped up on that

Cause you can live it, live it, live it,

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

My shield a paper spittin words like vaporhe'll be at home jacking off

Then play you all my latest shit

Hear it, endear it, believe it.

Cuz i spend my days jacking off

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss