This is a song about "Yiking at a function"

Girl i know you want a piece of my function

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

It's funny at a glance that you'll dance at my memorial.

Soaring at a great height

On that red-eyed kush flight

Cause i can hardly function

What up girl, tell me how you been

The engine in back of my car

And once you at a bar

Fuck a chorus! hutch n' rapking we're you at?/

With my red p hat, nigga you know we back