This is a song about "Should say wassup and party"

Party, poppin pills, and poopin on slutty bitches.

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

But i still wanna party and get fucked up

Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

And you know you should be able know what to say

Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

They say i'm sick and should be medicated

Showed it to john mccain, said it wasn't crooked

Wassup phoma, slow down kid!

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

Crew at my house and we party every weekend so

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

Should i say the fake leg made out of wood