This is a song about "Jojos bizarre adventure"

Watching for hollow-tip shots

This is the where your adventure stops

I just roll a joint inside my house, light up and pass out on stoned right on my couch.

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

At the top where i'm in, is no place for your adventure.

I'm going berserk its bizarre that you think that we are

A nigga thorough, she knew it before i bought her car

Of impactful things one can ask for

The days of our adventure

Its an adventure for money structure that's a bit better

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her