This is a song about "Discretion"

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Thought is shrouded in shadows murderous discretion is his profession

Forever second guessing, askin questions no discretion

Get the scoop on the cologne, belt, and shoe section

I'm full of aggression learned no lesson, so i blew you off to discretion

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

You're uncool like my mother kin

Don't flow at no one's discretion/

That is my profession but must do it with discretion to avoid

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

To the homie wit no discretion

Catch you up on places i've been