This is a song about "Cannabis"

Pan handling ya mans cannabis then i'm vanishing,

I see the devil grinning, as if he winning

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

It's not my fault that you can not handle this cannabis,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Leaving a pollution of cannabis behind me,

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

A rap cannibal, cannabis consuming loopy animal.

Uppity bitches, handling business

Of cannabis, the populace, is chanting his/

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

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

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Im running on pure adrenaline n cannabis