This is a song about "Growing up smoking weed and getting smar"

Smoking meth, weed and popping pills at the same time

Just the perfect time, just to master mine

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Eight in the evening and we're up smoking

Put up and smoke that weed,

Cause they right down the street

Wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit

Lemme roll dis weed up and take hit

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Smoking weed, inhaling illegal chemicals, looking and hoping for some sort of relief,

But don't subscribe to mainstream parties smoking weed,

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

I remember growing up, poor neighborhood.

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Fifty millions and we're still growing!