This is a song about "Kick back with boys with a case of beers"

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Corona beers with a round of alligator clips

I'd like to just kick back you see, and deal with what's attacking me.

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

We step into the room with one large screen we take a seat in the back and i kick up my feat,

She's bound to be bitchin if she hasn't got a fix inso... now i lay me down to sleep

Simply out of this world by choice

I think she's probably done with boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

You don't mess with 12, my boys

With a lock - in the back of the parking lot

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

And i'll knuckle up with any fucking one of you fuck boys

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Speak, motherfucker, before i hit you with bottles of beers.