This is a song about "Im crushin"

Crushin up untill weed it is fine dust (fine dust)

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Im still loaded, im loaded

Im like nah im on that delonte west

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Im not getting up because im counting sheep

But little old me with the few facts that i speak

With some lesbians that don't know english

Im grinning while im spitting this

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

Crushin up untill weed it is fine dust (fine dust)

To guess the shit im on, im gone

See, with you, i never see it wrong