This is a song about "Fakes niggas and smoking marijuana"

The beer flowin' like water, louie bag with the prada

As well as gossip, genre and dogma, blunted, marijuana

To be the best among and rise above the rest of these phony fakes

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

Chill bro and enjoy your marijuana high

No wussy niggas allowed while i'm smoking on this loud

But i'm not gonna do that until you begin to pass out

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Who the hell would go and wanna, call themselves "marijuana",