This is a song about "Blunt to the head"

Shell put the beam to ya head

If your man want to bet

Pass the blunt and pass the booze

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Real nigga, pardon whoever feel different

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

But i have enough hearts to fuck you up in the head.

It's late and you stuck in my basement

New school wiz that wanna stop with the blunt

Grind a lemon to the blunt so that the smoke'll smell fantastic

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit