This is a song about "A bong smoking stoner juggalo"

Standing on a plateau smoking indigo

Ferrari mikes, bitch, i’m on my car show

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

I'm on this beat, like a stoner on weed.

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

Instead of trying to right your wrongs, you sit back, light a bong,

Once i get a job imma pimp my bong

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

I'm a muh fucking stoner like a boulder on the couch

Whether its a bong or a joint ill be draining it of contents, like im in the projects,

There's several idiots, with the federal syndicates threat to no ends/

So i chose to be a stoner to escape from this unreality

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky