This is a song about "Fuck blaze"

You need but now.. he ain't even takin care of you

Snappin bingers on my lawn, we can blaze all day (hugh?)/

Whose primary concern is just to hustle and to blaze the grass,

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Hazy chest, i blaze the cess, wonder if you lace it next,

They can't take the stress and blaze the cess, streets are rough,

I'm sure you not about to tell me you ain't cum enough

My wordplay blaze with the rays of ultra violence

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Blaze drinking henny by the liter

My lazy ass don't blaze the grass and drink whole bottles,

That scary love, never get married love

I just want somebody i can see

Blaze past you in my bugatti