This is a song about "Herb shuttles"

Harlem shake? nah, i'm in harlem shaking awake

Smoking on that fluffy herb the shit the police confiscate

Nothing i'mma do is gon work

Like i'm a moldy old herb

Burn't, can't afford any strains / of the herb which'll open my brain

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim

I ain't trynna be forward

My name herb, take herb, smoke herb (say word?)

It's a fools fatewithout your word

Than i rob you and smoke all your herb

That hit heights like junkies who pound herb.

Yeah you know i got that work

Stay powered by herb and a big fuckin pile

Specially equities, reckon we smile

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first

I'll smoke the herb first, then make your motherfuckin' vocals cords burst.