This is a song about "Car spliff"

Puffin on this weed through a spliff, that's why my brain stalled

Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost

She prayed on me passing that bar

I do it fast like vien diesel's car

This ain't no taxi, taxi

Or spliff it if you classy

No i can't drive a car

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

Sip your frickin' gin tonic, split your lifting lit spliff chronic,

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

Believe my mom still needs a new car

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Meditation spliff hit, to increase my interesting spit