This is a song about "Washington t booker"

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

That's why we got washington and california tryna make marijuana legal

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

And thats just the begin sold out shows from meriden to washington

You be get up on this fly shit baby

In fact, lemme pass the mic to man big t"

You had your guard up at first like a soccer goalie

Holes all in ya t-shit, call that holy moly

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

George washington, and the rest in the basement

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust