This is a song about "Chronic"

Ya first song was chronic masturbator, mines fuck ya baby,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

Doing it like a classic dre's chronic

There's chronic seeds in my pockets, i should probably lay low

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

Laced the weed with cocaine, and now i rock chronic,

Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck

Chronic in my system, liquor in my cup

Smoking chronic to feel them good vibes,

Wale they call me tiger stripes

Me and homies sat back, relaxed blazin' chronic,

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

Aroma all around me chronic

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick