This is a song about "Smoking a blunt crack fuck of shit cunt"

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

Shit, six bitches in a crack-house kitchen

You know you're a cunt

Put the purp in the blunt

No sword tho just rhymes and blunt smoking alot

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

Fuck, fuck, fuck. out of luck, i'm stuck. shit, shit, shit. i quit, a bit lit.

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Like nut smoking up blunt for blunt

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

You wouldn't be as high smoking crack rocks in a blackhawk,

I'll fuck up more tricks than a crack-addicted david blaine,

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim