This is a song about "Crystal fucking weed"

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Y'all say you're holding pistols here, now i see crystal clear,

My weed is just like your head i fucking hit it.

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

I put missiles through ships, this is as crystal as it gets

Im a stoner, yeah, but im not a fucking hype, i just smoke weed of any type,

I'mma rap to you real quick. i wanna enjoy the luxury of like

And we gotta win, she wanna be my friend

My rings, gold, diamond, and crystal glared

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Crystal-balling you... see you're harshly screwed up

Yet i sparkle like a crystal

Yea it look official