This is a song about "Chronic dia"

Aroma all around me chronic

Get the zippo and spark the shit

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

Chronic in my system, liquor in my cup

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

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

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

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit

Bitch i'm on it, flow demonic, don't you know i'm tokin chronic

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

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

I got love for bars even though i'm dia-betic!

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

Unless it's steve harvey's buff sister trying to jerk my dick

Chronic weed makes it very clear to see

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only