This is a song about "Pot heads"

Smackin heads on the pavement,

If you ever feel alone and

I'm why baby fathers kirk

Do pot, now i'm birthing berserk,

As long as we're cooperating with god

You really hated it when i smoked pot

And seeing my parents with their palms placed on their heads

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

So take the stage just show me what you got

Settle down maybe grow some pot

Convertibles with turbo jets

I'm coming for you chickens heads

I think i'll take her home and smoke some pot

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

My mic's like a samuri its sliced heads,