This is a song about "Haze n blaze"

They can't take the stress and blaze the cess, streets are rough,

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

I get that work from my face

Lately my life's been a haze

Countin money all day and we smoke dat bomb haze,

Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace

I am saze burn others like blaze now gonna make you faze

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Blaze drinking henny by the liter

Watch how quickly they find a new leader

Last bit of haze to blaze,everyday was like another police chase,running through the block

So i needs to hit a lick, drasticallyi see some balding-ass niggas and they slipping in my spot

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

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

I'm putting simplest ways and i'm smoking on that haze

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave