This is a song about "My baby girl cute weed blunts"

And roll all my own blunts

Real light jab to opponents

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

Baby girl it's kinda hard for me to explain,

The bitch badder than any bitch that you name

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

Rap’s filled with so much weed all the cess and the blunts,

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

I can't take the pain and sorrow of losing my baby girl.

I saw momma praying as she wait on results

I'm stuffing nugs in my pockets like the chronic in blunts

Baby girl imma massage you and release dat tension

New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection