This is a song about "New bowl"

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Lets smoke a bowl i was kidding bout the weed before

On they twitter writing novels, see

Your face looks like an old bowl of spaghetti/

Catch you up on places i've been

New passions, enemies new fashion

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

Like a super bowl referee, but i don't see any penalties.

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

I set the bowl of cereal down on the table and turn on the television

Your flow is synonymous to what's in my toilet bowl

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

Now there's bits of her floating in my cereal bowl

Is bein' broke as fuck, and can't afford a noodle bowl,

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll