This is a song about "Pussy marijuana"

Cept when im pullin up browns, and not ova, its for marijuana/

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

Who the hell would go and wanna, call themselves "marijuana",

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Marijuana got me spacing and gazing

Forever faded, i know lucifer waiting

Marijuana hits, weed rap classic

But it seems like a scene outta flick

As well as gossip, genre and dogma, blunted, marijuana

The beer flowin' like water, louie bag with the prada

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Smoking marijuana trying to build my life's saga,

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

That's why we got washington and california tryna make marijuana legal

Whats marijuana? my fuckin eyes are never red

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet