This is a song about "Lemon haze"

Countin money all day and we smoke dat bomb haze,

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

So i take a walk to go and pick up some haze,

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

Time to break out da cage, p-put you all in a haze

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

Lost in sound a cloudy haze

Say you through will all my foul ways

So no im blazing a biff of the dam grade haze

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

So while the world goes drake crazy

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

Dealers still hit me up, "i've got some haze

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Smoking on that purple haze listening to jimi hendrix