This is a song about "Gotta weed up everyday"

Everyday i look up to that same blue sky,

Drinks in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

I just roll my weed up, and try to school my peers

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Sparking up some weed, i got jays in my beak nigga

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

Cause everyday i gotta deal with another goblin.

Everyday, every minute gotta keep my head down uh

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

My money like a senior, watch it graduate

But a gotta pick up, step up to the plate

Be as your way

Arguing everyday,

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club

Then its gets easy all you gotta do is show up.