This is a song about "Free blunts"

Rolling blunts with my eyes closed

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Im loaded, blunts loaded

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

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

They smoke there blunts all day....

Rub my back, then let me lay

Packing blunts, sipping lean in sty cups

As she goes through the levels

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

Higher than giraffes blunts passed like a test

Im loaded, blunts loaded

Another love song about shit

More than 5 blunts in rotation

Or babies they raisin