This is a song about "Tray"

You know we kick it like everyday

Think that i put too much on my tray.

I'm awfully dressed, i'm quiet with my food that's on the tray.

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

Just like this kush grade-a, and matching rolling tray

Can't flex i hit the blunt more than once a day

Using solo cups as an ash tray

6 months, right back on the damn block anyway

Its obvious i'm hot, your daughters in my ash tray

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

She sit up at her desk on perez all day

I'm impossibly shy, with a mouth as an ash tray

Bll clinton pimping, always with a monica

And thats why i got all this food on my tray, nigga

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

Green papers with eagles from a tray that's illegal