This is a song about "Blunt fire"

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

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

Causing a fuss, bringing a rush and blazing a blunt

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

But then it caught on fire

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

The only time i flirt with her

I just wanna be higher than that

Blunt blazin hotter than a comet

And that i spent the night with her

I breathe in the fire

Im liable to spit cold fire

Jt: didn't get a gift for her