This is a song about "Getting caught with weed"

Getting in touch with my mental.

Lady at the frank stand will

& i ain't ever getting caught / hit licks & pawn that

You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

Than catch your s.t.i.s you caught from lying with all those guys/

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

I got caught getting a blowjob from miley cyrus.

Cant afford to get a caught with ounces

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Dont tie your hair

With that weed in the air

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Just all caught with no vent in the wet cement we pave