This is a song about "Pindleberry in this bitch"

Battleship in this bitch and practice don't do shit to your interests,

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

Everyone follow me in this bitch you wrote this high on weed

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

Weeds good drinks cold musics loud in this bitch

I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch

It's bic in this bitch all lighters galore,

You ain't gotta worry no more

Cause if this bitch isn't in the kitchen,

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

Maybe true, 'til i told this bitch in gym class

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

I'm back up in this bitch with a bitch i call her cinna bun

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Hill in this bitch i emit you omit.