This is a song about "Ghandi"

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

But for now i am still strugglin like ghandi

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Light you up muy picante, cross your legs like i'm ghandi

Ghandi and the dalai lama and other words, shit they sound like a bag of weed for me

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see