This is a song about "Herb"

You ain't heard it from me i'm a motherfucking verb

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

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

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

These niggas is bothered, these critics be talking

Got royalty herb, call me the toke king

I'm mental, it's instrumental

The herb calm his mental

Got me quite open for a while

Stay powered by herb and a big fuckin pile

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

The concept is so absurd

All this icin i'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain

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