This is a song about "Spencer probo opps fat ass freaky gas smoke fire trip trap lawyer case"

So chase the air hide your stash

Fuck me in my fat ass

Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest

This fire ass kush is finna get seared

Then the temperature of jessie passed out on the couch

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

You couldn't live your life for the moment

We can all chill and smoke on a fat blunt

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

Ass, grass n liquour, with fat cash amounts

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Dem gals real shifty, ass fat body skinny,

Ass fat, tap that put it on the ground

A smooth criminaland though i pack this pound