This is a song about "Hennessy and blunts"

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

Dank dro and hip hop, hennessy and trap beats

Turned his hope into an enemy, just totes the bottle of hennessy

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Like he back that shit

Im loaded, blunts loaded

Please show love, make way for the bad girls club

The kids that smoke blunts and roll them up

I smoke mad blunts and drink a lot

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

But i drown my blunts and my swishers in all of this syrup