This is a song about "Server so dank"

Got some lames in my trunk, i dank 'em skunks in shit

You're very attractive, and notice that

That a niggas gonna end up, when im done puffing this dank

I'm right back in it dead yummy and her mildew stank

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

Had a friend of mine try to use my server last

Felt like i'm free from all my sins when the service was over

Strengthening our special bond that parting could never server.

No gimmick: real time, real heart

So i be goin so hard

But now the dough like kaiser bro

Maybe rightfully so

Dank dro and hip hop, hennessy and trap beats

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

Stop thinking so hard and trying so hard