This is a song about "420 blaze it"

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Lazing around like a purple haze, smoking them rounds all you do is blaze

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Whose primary concern is just to hustle and to blaze the grass,

If you think i'm underestimated i blaze it that why i see purple haze shit

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

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

Oh i’m nothing like your home girl expect, expect

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

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

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

My criteria ain't even that serious

That barrel longer than a word with 10 letters

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