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

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

Fakes get a blast from me, laugh at me, and get peeled lika mango/

Cept when im pullin up browns, and not ova, its for marijuana/

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

And since my mama, i been fucking with marijuana

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Im around fakes so i just kept it all in and started drinking,

I be chillin' and i'm spillin' when i'm hittin' the do', marijuana blazer, yo

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Cant be assed making it better, im lazy that way lol i just put it out anyway for you guys

Marijuana toking, cigarette smoking, neglected by life, reflected my emotions towards a knife,

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

Twist them up, and indulge in the marijuana smog

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Smoking marijuana trying to build my life's saga,