This is a song about "Next blunt fatter"

Like nut smoking up blunt for blunt

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper

But i spit faster than model bitches that never get fatter

But if you would care to join me, i was about to roll this next blunt

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

Blunt blazin hotter than a comet

About some tyga beef shit

Choking on them white boys make a black panther

Quit trying it seems you're only getting fatter

From blunt smoke to gun smoke

I fucking hate this job

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

Hit the spliff smoke that blunt