This is a song about "Fuckin bitches and smokin weed"

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Don't you fall from grace

The drug that they brain need

Im high as a bitch smokin weed

Bitch i'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.

But i'm not worried

Put up and smoke that weed,

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

Smokin' on that kush, man the weed is northern lights,

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

Smokin' weed like i'm a rastafarian professional