This is a song about "Toes and ducks"

Make her toes curl, then she scream melodies

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

High as fuck high as ducks lit the hash and passed a blunt

The day before is better than the present

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

You got reason to brag

Just for being a wizard i'll slice your toes off and stick them in the freezer

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

It's torture, life ain't kosher, dubbed the best but my toes hurt

Theyre ducks, hides and theyre faces contorts and they begin to pray

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

I'm the grimreaper and i already got you on your toes

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth