This is a song about "Smoke a bowl"

Goin to class readin the grapes of wrath, this aint no dust bowl this a drought,

Like soap when i put my clothes on, i’m joking but i be foamed out

And tony jr. said i'm the hope

Ya beggin for a smoke

This guy swallowed a bowl of insects

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

Finna grab a bowl countin bites im gonn take

Smoke in honor for a goner

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Us two we smoke a pound

Can't seem to find a solid ground

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

Is bein' broke as fuck, and can't afford a noodle bowl,