This is a song about "Cannabis"

And this vandle handles his cannabis

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Practice abstinence smokin' on medic cannabis

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

As my record label nitpicks at this

My medicine is cannabis save the bliss

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

Of cannabis, the populace, is chanting his/

Not gonna pass the buck 'cause it's not cannabis

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Digest cannabis, while i spit scope

Impeccable give it my note

Cause rozay been talkin white he think he uncle ruckus

Im running on pure adrenaline n cannabis

Whenever they spit that bullshit they spitting

Pan handling ya mans cannabis then i'm vanishing,