This is a song about "Demons made me smoke the blunt"

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Its the way god made me

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Demons torture me in my sleep

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Smoke a blunt with him remanissin bout how well he know me

I smoke blunt after every fucking day,

I want to feel her in every way

As the ganja smoke surrounds me,

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Impeccable give it my note

From blunt smoke to gun smoke

I know you just doing your job

I smoke on the best smoke

32. demons are preventing me,

The good kid from the ugly city