This is a song about "420 blaze"

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

I'll tear 'em up like 420 did in "faggot you're finished",

Great and 420, i spit bullets faster than an armed gunmen

I rather give you my last to see you live again

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

They slowly showin they colors

420 your too funny, good? more like crummy,

Just to go to liv on a sunday

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

I learned to blaze i joined the craze

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

It's something that shows you and 420 my greatness

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

They can't take the stress and blaze the cess, streets are rough,

Hazy chest, i blaze the cess, wonder if you lace it next,

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread