This is a song about "Peel smegma nut beard dap pistol joaned house roll"

Buzz it, like my very first day in here

Not even oranges, you just sniff and peel

Spattering bitches brains everywhere with my pistol,

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Eat it with my pistol.

I don't need no single

Grow your beard out, just weird out

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Pen and paper, peel the layers

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

My pussy is a pistol

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch

I just roll a joint inside my house, light up and pass out on stoned right on my couch.

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Pistol rippin through the blocks