This is a song about "Thomas is stoned"

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

So watch out for the stoned bitches armada.

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Tried sending me to the middle east , to be stoned and beat/

They forgot about the fourth coast

Fuck this i'm going to get stoned

The concept is so absurd

Too stoned to kill a bird/

Stop and go writing shit stoned

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Shit gets hectic i gotta kill and get stoned

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Women front, they get its cold

There so strong you can get stoned

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Faces, sex on the white sand beaches of saint thomas, though this ain't