This is a song about "Herb"

That hit heights like junkies who pound herb.

My shirt, purple label my shirt

I think that i finally reached the pinnacle

In my herb shuttle with a white bitch feeling lustful

I got that cold flow, winnipeg, this is work

Than i rob you and smoke all your herb

Feelin so lit from smokin some herb, in the suburb,

I better straighten it out, soon as i get to work

Lady at the frank stand will

The herb calm his mental

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

Fuck boy steady puffin on average herb while im on magic

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

For the sake of rhyme, throw in herb dean