This is a song about "Herb"

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

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

The herb calm his mental

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

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

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

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

How little hugs can turn to draws offered

Momma in the bathroom poppa at work

That hit heights like junkies who pound herb.

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Fuck boy steady puffin on average herb while im on magic

Aren't you somethin', an original

In my herb shuttle with a white bitch feeling lustful

Like i'm a moldy old herb

Making a movie, spike work