This is a song about "Lemon haze"

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

But five years from now i bet she see

But when im with my brothers with this haze in the car

I swear, i kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre

Can't land little roller, i be keeping the fly

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Nowadays, i claim to toke my daily dose of pounds of haze

So complacent, facin the haze like he's brainless,

Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

People wishing for better days trimming bud in a great haze

It faded away past it's prime,as i sit in this misty haze,

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

But i know i see better days

After i spark up the haze,