This is a song about "Weed bowls"

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

So snort this coke and choke and smoke the bowls of dope and overdose,

The drug that they brain need

Put up and smoke that weed,

We're young and we don't give a fuck

With some weed and a cup

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

So i cure that tragedy by rhyming after bowls

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Doesn't matter if ya like to chatter i climb ladders bowls fucks over and sit there

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

I smoke bowls and ball but still hair in curls,