This is a song about "Blunt fire"

That i will leave earth with her

Fire, i deliver

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

Im liable to spit cold fire

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

Rollin blunt after blunt, prowlin down town on that big booty hunt,

Or something that you paid for

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

Wrap that blunt under after

Ya'll wife and white knight her

New school wiz that wanna stop with the blunt

About disaster in the world and

But then it caught on fire

And there's little to be glad for