This is a song about "Weed bowl"

Is bein' broke as fuck, and can't afford a noodle bowl,

You got your nails did, damn girl you're on a roll

You're rhymes are as straight as a bowl fill of skittles

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

I brought the bowl of tomato soup onto the deck

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

Lets smoke a bowl i was kidding bout the weed before

Your shit's old, like it's in the toilet bowl

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Who substituted for this weed

The drug that they brain need

I pick up the bowl and walk over to the drawer

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for