This is a song about "Not doing anything"

To holler about anything? anything? anything? (x2)

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Thats what my dad was doing

Why not me the same thing

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

But now you doing it, just not on the earth floor

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

For her style is rarity for anything else she could not wear

How many do i not do? nada. i'm a mama, doing saliva and marijuana.

Stupid,idiotic and not alll there/cause my bars got u '' locked in'' you in for a

In a religion that preaches love, it's okay to bash anything that's not heterosexuality.

I'd rather hire a gerbil chorus watch and admire than listen to all these bitches i see,

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Around kids. these fuckin hopeless slits on my wrists arnt doing anything why

To holler about anything? anything? anything? (x2)

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds