This is a song about "Blunt god"

We can all chill and smoke on a fat blunt

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

And i don't mean to be blunt but

Bitches is artificially duck

I know you're mad, but so what

53. always been a blunt fuck,

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Causing a fuss, bringing a rush and blazing a blunt

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

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

Rack, rack city shit

So what i keep the blunt lit?