This is a song about "Drugs and blunts"

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Two aks and a box of blunts

He dont want the diamonds

Rap’s filled with so much weed all the cess and the blunts,

And trying to start today with arguments

All around theres death,drugs, and rape

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

My blunts are pearled like i pulled from a clam and shit

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Rollin up blunts and rapin to the sound

Quit playin games gurl you got my head spinnin round