This is a song about "Smashing nangs"

Smashing glass pas' you fag and breaking bottles

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Of smashing brains in, my fucking pen and pad was anxious

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

With passion, thrashing at trash and laughing, smashing fags

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

Off of smashing the jack,i had yager we got back to bills,cops looking for us

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

Rapping with a passion for smashing competing factions

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

But back to you,i thought i was clear when i was smashing you

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Of smashing brains in, my fucking pen and pad was anxious