This is a song about "Blazing it up and smoking dat herb"

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

Maybe i should take up smoking dope again

I pray to god and stay in squad, playing hard, blazing skies,

Outside of popeyes eating chicken and fries

And i end up giving your kids dat bread.

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

Maybe i should take up smoking dope again

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

How you gon battle me wit a style dat i made up?

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Zig zag and swishers, blazing it up in the neighborhood

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

The concept is so absurd

Than i rob you and smoke all your herb

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

Dat same niggas that grew up , da same nigga you been wit