This is a song about "Got me some more"

I'm understanding that bull like a matador

But i'm heavyweight i can smoke some more

Your lyrics got me reaching for some asshole itching cream.

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Would u love me more if i got down on one knee

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

Me i got a nice house, car and some cash

As soon as i walk in the door

Now u want me no more

Dealers still hit me up, "i've got some haze

And i got them gold bottles, first place

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

Buy a dime, maybe more, finish that than smoke some more,

Up in my critter cage hard to keep my balance but no worries i got me some magnets.

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips