This is a song about "A millon swisher blunts"

Where you feel most at home never can be alone chilling with a blunts hug

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

No car key and i mean that

Im loaded, blunts loaded

He dont want the diamonds

And roll all my own blunts

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

I got a swisher full of grass gettin ashed like a cigarette

We've gon so far astray

They smoke there blunts all day....