This is a song about "No lies i rather be high smokeing weed all day"

(fast) i don't have all day i might be in a grave

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

Your slower than a stoner high off weed,

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

The ball in my fingers. i be shooting threes outside all day with my hittas and i

Be wearin crockadillys all and every day

I plan on getting back *censored* the worst way

But i ain't got no weed, no phillies, or no papers

I've become immune to you no name haters

From dusk till i wake, there will be no mistakes i gotta turn into day somehow

Protect your essenceborn with less, but you still preciousjust smile for me now

No lames, no lies, no compromise

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs