This is a song about "Hitting the bong"

And i walk in to hear the smell of a fresh bong,

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting

Aw shit these bong hits do the opposite, keep me awake

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

'til it's like a mile long

Smack a bong, rip the gong

The weed into the bong

Tats no dey for my arm

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Hitting the big spliffs while i'm spitting vicious

Puffin' on the bud, when the bong shinin' bright,

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

Unleash the beast. call me karma. im hitting high notes, opera.

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh