This is a song about "A spliff"

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

White from the spliff he's hitting, claiming it's helping him fore-fill his rhythm,

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Y'all split a spliff, lit it quick, hit it, quit it, and shit it,

A store that dosen't get a

Just a little nigga

On my fifth spliff now, too much weed ive been smoking,

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Her kitty-cat fish loves his tuna

Spliff when it lifts then exhale, freshest buddha,