This is a song about "Toliet bowl"

Now and days you finish up work and you coming home alone, you pack a bowl

Streakin' away and breakin' ma' way,cuz hell yeah that's how i roll.

I just ignore that illuminati shit and i just smoke a bowl

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

Your flow is synonymous to what's in my toilet bowl

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Your face looks like an old bowl of spaghetti/

Like a super bowl referee, but i don't see any penalties.

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

This guy swallowed a bowl of insects

Jill scott on my ipod, as my head rests

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

I reach for a bowl while in my head i am spitting a word