This is a song about "Rasta blunt"

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

Lil rasta off the ganja like he pose to be

With a blunt in there hand,

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Hit the spliff smoke that blunt

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Y'all can't stick to no g code

From blunt smoke to gun smoke

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday

That's why these loud blunt be burnin everyday

Well, that's what you are

Degrees of blunt scholar

We can all chill and smoke on a fat blunt

Fuck you if you feelin' different