This is a song about "Puffing on that dank"

After he just got out, 15 years to count

Only smoke that dank cause i don't fuck around

Yea dank weed pays my bills, feeds my tummy

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Even tougher when puffing is wrong

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

But in the meantime it's lights please

Puffing trees to get me high as trapeze

Smoking on that cali weed smoking on that oj green

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

My shit so dank it smells

Cause i can't seem to feel myself

You on a journey that bends

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Oh i gotta face the day

Smoking dank that's all i got to say