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

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,

Flow's lazy, maybe 'cause i'm blowing potent haze

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

I love corpses, abortion, distortion, bitches who pussy all contorted

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Shit done changed since the wop and the running man

I'm more furious then serious sam

So i take a walk to go and pick up some haze,

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

Cause all i want is you, baby

Tko sam ja, sta si ti