This is a song about "Peng ting"

Then drop bombs like vietnam better ring

They locking us up for the drugs that we doing

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

When on my dick the clock goes tick tick time flyin by like a stoners high,

Someway, somehow nigga feeling

I still knock rappers out, hear the bell ring

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

Its snake, whew fam, does that ring a bell?

Aint about that committed relationship, no ring

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Show me some happiness again, i'm going blindi spend my time in this cell, ain't living well

Somone comes down with the intent of killing i sent him to hell, using an iron bell,

(ball so hard) got a broken clock, rolleys that don't tick tock

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

Bun b, i’m underground king

Ringing digging singing