This is a song about "Nandos with the lads"

Go to war with the mormons, take a bath with the catholics

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

On the block with binoculars

They slowly showin they colors

With my niggas in the back

Sneak up on attack

Done with the corny rhymes

Been spending most our lives

Coming in with the steal call me the man with the skills,

And it’s over for powder ‘cause they movin’ them pills

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Grab a few cans two spliffs with the lads,

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Pack the bong up with buds and pack the joints with leaf

100 miles and running, wale, catch dubs

With the assistance of diligent bishops