This is a song about "Blunts and bongs"

Im talking fat blunts, and they don't ever stop

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

My blunts are pearled like i pulled from a clam and shit

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

And roll all my own blunts

Real light jab to opponents

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Two aks and a box of blunts

But i drown my blunts and my swishers in all of this syrup

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Roll it up and smoke it down, throwin blunts out to the crowd.

Not into diamonds i'm shining just to get geechied out