This is a song about "Bitches weed pussy sam haze fanny rizzla macten"

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

So complacent, facin the haze like he's brainless,

Haven't slep for days, kill a fucking bitch in an irrational haze

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

After i spark up the haze,

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

Dealers still hit me up, "i've got some haze

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

To liberate yourselves, africa

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

I can't complaini've seen my fair share of the fame

Lately my life's been a haze

Baby got that super bass