This is a song about "Next episode"

Old folks smoking out of their nose on the episode of ode

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat

Or call you up, or send a text

Afraid to see what might come next,

Not worrying if i'm the next

So if i do call it's just a check

Couldn't draw the line, guess what happens next

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Or generate the next line,

18 months? please, that ain't facing time

Of the next generation...

Or babies they raisin

So who the fuck gonna bark next?

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck