This is a song about "Smoking with a bitch"

Smoking opium, fighting with an enlightened draconian.

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

Smoking a roach on the sofa with the lights all off,

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Amazing with my style while you're known to be a lame bitch

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Hurry up with the cash bitch, i got a ride waiting

With a bitch shoving a dildo through her ass in the tub.

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

I dont fuck a bitch with a flat chest

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

Bitch coming at you fast with a blast

Celebrate the very day that she get past

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Blast a fag's face with a niner bitch swaggin on his bed