This is a song about "Bein blunt"

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Sons and daughters, thanks for bein

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent

Rollin blunt after blunt, prowlin down town on that big booty hunt,

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

Hope all over again, we can start

I require more than bein hard

He's bein dragged underwater

Can only make me stronger

But two parts each bein half.

Got my foot on the gas

Degrees of blunt scholar

My knees on the ground, dear father