This is a song about "Wd 40"

See me rocking shows with a 40 an some o's smoking till my legs doze,

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

Why they had to kill 40 ima keep him alive

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

Drinkin' 40's, whippin' shit, and talkin' shit, their overtones,

40 with a million clip

The master of this rap shit

Get that 40 sipping, mad trippin, straight kicking

I only got one rule, no kissing

Like 40 scores of foreign wars i bring the bombs

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

40 bullets straight at ya wind pipe

On that red-eyed kush flight

Welcome to the dirty south,we don't have 40's it's a 30 ounce

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds