This is a song about "Lagging"

Ya can't stand it when someone talks shit about ya marijuana hits.

From comfort to confront the struggle which i've never been lagging with actions

You got potatoes in the wagon but you keep lagging

Tryna run up on me late nights with the lights flashing

Propel lagging rudder to flutter. carousel,

Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair

I'm universes ahead of my lagging peers/

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

I'm honest, it's urgent, i've been lagging.

I got my wife, so fuck the ring