This is a song about "Chronic"

It's funny cause most of y'all ain't did shit

Life is ironic, cured hip-hop's chronic/

Smoking dope rappers til i die of chronic asthma

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

Chronic weed makes it very clear to see

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

I can pass out many scantrons, fail many students

I'm stuffing nugs in my pockets like the chronic in blunts

Smoking chronic to feel them good vibes,

I'm sydney dean ya'll wesley snipes

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

Blast the music up loud, crank the bass, smokin' chronic,

Oh, don't worry about chronic, he's near,

Like keep grinding boy, your life can change in one year

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Let's sit back and watch the world burn, take turns, blaze chronic,