This is a song about "Ayer me"

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

Picking on me, bullying me, people pointing fingers at me

You can't cuss me, parr me

We might be back in this baby

I be gettin' money

Your arms enfold me, cloak me

Just tell me, tell me, tell me if u love me

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Boys tell me they love me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Hugging me, holding me, carrying me, openly not concealing me.

Invading me are eating me

Take your time when you’re with me baby

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

Stab me, shoot me, there just aint no destroyin me