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

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

They say that i never cease to amaze

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Bonin' bitches; coerce, eatin' wet pussy surf n' turf

I don't have pussy on my lap, or bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on.

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

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

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

Purple haze, finest kush strains, smokin' weed, sippin' lean,

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

I miss the better days

Lost in sound a cloudy haze

Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat