This is a song about "Daniel turner austin judy chillin smokin weed blazin dabbin"

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Smokin weed, it's pretty fuckin sleazy

Smokin' weed like i'm a rastafarian professional

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

The afrocentric rappers spittin', blazin' chronic,

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Been chillin with my homies and we smokin good,

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes