This is a song about "Im rolling"

Stupid bitch your wrinkling like rolling paper,

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Rolling with my garrison.

Tryna find the one

Rolling blunts with my eyes closed

High as d'angelo notes in a ghost

Rolling up' paper planes

One verse is all it takes

The demon inside giving me life, i always dance with the devil im rolling the dice.

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

Out in la im fakin' hitting switches

Amma be rolling off the hinges