This is a song about "That thong"

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

That i forgot,that i needed

I got that that banging heat headband

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

You aint a threat i smoke you from a bong and blow you out into a thong

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

At least after your bid, ain't no student loans

And hold that trident that that nigga poseidon owns

Yeah i say that that is totally crap.

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

That shit that you be spittin son, you never should've wrote that

You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

That the only motherfucker that backs him up

Blowing that money here, making money in europe