This is a song about "Buzzed"

Smoke floods, with a gust, the town is buzzed,

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent

I get my inspiration when im buzzed and blowin trees

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

And maybe if i just drink half i'll be half buzzed

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church

So i stay moderately buzzed, fighting the urge