This is a song about "Passing the torch"

Passing kush in the studio, rolled up backwoods

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

My sadness was passing

Don't want to be the king

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

While in the distance i hear passing cars

I be giving work to the kids

Wasting good time passing critics

Passing time, when eyes shed bye

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

Holdin the choke and taking 2 hits than passing it to my nigga carlos,

Quit passing all of this hate,

They fasting they won't leave me ate