This is a song about "Squats"

Alarm clock ringing, eyelids glued shut

Tuck your knife its yo last up

Growing glowing pot, tastes better sparked, served hot, cops know squat.

You see me and my p.i.c. ain't easily forgot

Laylow and zylo, when i'm done i'd be in the dungeon

I tuck her in, it's freezin' turn up the heat in the oven