This is a song about "Bitches and blunts"

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

Rap’s filled with so much weed all the cess and the blunts,

Pop pills and smoke a million kush blunts

On my mama nigga, i be gone for months

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Everything ain't what it seems

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

Slow and heavy, taking blunts to the face.

Rollin up blunts and rapin to the sound

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

I'm back, crack rock snacking and also ashing blunts

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches

And really don't matter unless y'all coming with

I smoke mad blunts and drink a lot

Try and pull me over, i will not stop