This is a song about "Top 40"

Liquor stores with the 40's, young niggas bite metal, shit,

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

My 40 dick longer than a bitch weave

Got tired of running from the police

When they feel safe on some bitch shit

40 with a million clip

See i'm comin for your top

I get my cake; i love hip hop

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting

Get that 40 sipping, mad trippin, straight kicking