This is a song about "Clapping cheeks and smoking blunts"

Seldomly blasting i would stomp him without asking

Who are horrified but i'll make laugh and be clapping

Pop pills and smoke a million kush blunts

Die young, corpse identified by your parents

Of opponents, witness what i'm showing

Eight in the evening and we're up smoking

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

The kids that smoke blunts and roll them up

So i'm gonna keep making, smoking and eating,

You niggas is anything, my bitches get everything

Living if she is or not

I smoke mad blunts and drink a lot