This is a song about "Weed bong music"

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

No tats dey for my arm

The weed into the bong

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Just a bloke that can't cope with a toke or a bong,

Never can i straight face

Weed and rapping weed in jays

I’m first class on my trip trip

I just wanna make music,