This is a song about "Nearly wisconsin"

Was thrown in a river by morons and nearly drowned

Wrap around 'til they hit the ground and they hear a sound

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Blunt nearly as fat as that old bitch precious

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

You nearly pissed ya pants as ya extended ya hand,

Nearly hitting those skies

She's flawless like some uncut ice

Like being garbage some type of disease

Must confess i nearly felt the reaper's breathe

Nearly coulda happened bruv look at me i shit not

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop