This is a song about "X likes smoke smoking fucking and eating yolo swag"

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

I got a bad bitch and she likes to get dirty, i got my own swag and you know that

So i'm gonna keep making, smoking and eating,

Just know fame has a price, lose everything

Because i'm throwing ash and smoke,

I put it down your throat

And weather or not she likes me is still a blur

Black vultures, rats roaches, sleep now, the laughs over

Convertibles with turbo jets

We'll run this fucking town x5

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

Little gate, little fence - i climbed over

And weather or not she likes me is still a blur