This is a song about "Ganja"

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Suppress your airways with #scented #debris lungs full of #ganja #trees

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Lil rasta off the ganja like he pose to be

As the ganja smoke surrounds me,

I delete they history

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

The ganja is a medicine, we spray no crews,

Got a pound in the trunk ya know whats up, smokin on that ganja til the sun comes up.

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

To pete. ganja to marijuana. causing psychodrama when i end the