This is a song about "Hoping the weed out weighs this lyric"

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

This beat is kinda trippy / maybe its the weed - the pipe has hit me

About the crowd hoping that they'd bump me out of luck

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

The whole crowd's fiendish for this weed, but i'm sold out

I try to be the guy, you think about

I keep my money neat

Started out with just alc and weed

Hoping he'd pave paths n' pack out the basement

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Anything is possible, no matter how tall or how much the fighter weighs!

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

This the weed song light up when its on. smoke that shit til your mind is gone.

And spit it the way i do simp-a-ly because i like this song

Did you have fun?cause i'mma need a cab just to get me homemaybe you could call in sick

Dabbled in alien atmospheric, burying you in this searin lyric