This is a song about "420 blaze"

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

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

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 am saze burn others like blaze now gonna make you faze

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

I heard the sirens blaze from i mile away.

Then some lady named billie holiday

I got a blaze, no faint fire

Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things'll get brighter

Baby got that super bass

I learned to blaze i joined the craze