This is a song about "Ounces"

Cant afford to get a caught with ounces

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

And still puffin on trees thats the loudest ounces/

Boot full of the ounces

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I sip the forty ounces, and mix that shit like brass monkey,

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

And still puffin on trees thats the loudest ounces/

He blew ounces quick, his deficient existence had astounded kids

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

He blew ounces quick, his deficient existence had astounded kids

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks