This is a song about "Feds wanna stop me from smoking weed"

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

But i couldnt stop him from smoking all those cigarettes

Dress pimping-like and toast like less when

If you aint smoking this weed then

Feds will never catch me,

I came up hungry

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

Take your pride n leave son, plz stop me from the pain

My reasoning involves that i wanna stop you from breathing

Not a product on the market that can offer this feeling

But that doesn't stop the nasty chicks from saying "fill me"

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

Smoking the best weed in berlin

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win