This is a song about "Ghandi"

But for now i am still strugglin like ghandi

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see