This is a song about "Chronic weed"

Doing it like a classic dre's chronic

Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit

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

So, i’m on some 40 days and night shit

Make a deposit and the irs will still attempt to perform an audit and repossess the doc's chronic

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

Aroma all around me chronic

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

Smoking chronic to feel them good vibes,

So they means you have to shoot like the kid's smokin' chronic?

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

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

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

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