This is a song about "Smoking a zoot on top of a hill"

Smoking on that quarter o jay, pop a blotter

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

Chillin on a hill like two villians switchin feelings

If your mind is on sex you must got esp then

Like a truck i roll on top of them

Standing on a plateau smoking indigo

I gonna take it really nice and slow

I'm a climber, my wish the hill

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Cos i'm a winner,on top win/

With a little bit of passion

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

The beat floating on top of my mind like a cork on the sea,