This is a song about "Cheech"

Man fuck these hating ass bitches i'm gone

I just chill like cheech and chong

I'm on that cheech and chong shit, i'm here all day cheifing bong rips

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

Gettin' high as cheech and chong

I walked up and asked what's wrong

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

I'm fucking with that cheech & chong, it's like i'm speaking japanese

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often.