This is a song about "Hitting hard"

The weed hitting hard and quick just like a cobra,

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

So i'm hitting this weed till i choke

And tony jr. said i'm the hope

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

In reality this shit is hitting me

But i don't got the steak for y'all dishes

Hitting the big spliffs while i'm spitting vicious

Nearly hitting those skies

Right flows down and they might go nice

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Aiming for the stars with bars hitting hard as catapults making castles shake//

And, niggas cashing out racks like im hitting the lotto

Everyday we party hard like ther ain't no tomorrow