This is a song about "Gram"

My adversaries bleedbut fuck 'em all 'til the talk cease, fuckin' with a changed man

I am a depressed child when aint gotta fuckin gram, but i smoke that's just who the fuck i am

-ion rising up when the playing with gram tens

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Put burners in the hands, of the black man

Bowl after bowl an i'm hitting another gram..

Bitch i'm parked on a comet

Keep a gram in my pocket,

After i spit it niggas be swimming to get to land, damn

Don't ever phone, i'll put you on hold like i fucking strapped a gram,

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

You need a gram of that favorite weed?

Not a fake person, that's the sims man

Promise to bought a cadillac for my gram.

We in the big thingseat a dick man

While im snorting another gram