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

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public

Suckle from the titty of a crack addict

I'll smash the cunt, and tell him to have a blunt before i slag him off

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

Seemingly insistent to get a piece of this cunt

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important

And people right down the street from us are still smoking crack,

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

No sword tho just rhymes and blunt smoking alot

Like nut smoking up blunt for blunt

I fear no opponent

Smoking all this weed shit feels like a friday

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Shit, six bitches in a crack-house kitchen