This is a song about "Roll grass"

But first imma smoke more of this fine grass

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Lay low youll make bank roll

Purify that woman soul

Cameras take, credits roll

It's apart of her goal

De la soul is from the soul

With my catch phrase "that's how i roll"...

If you ever feel alone and

Bad bitches that roll my blunt

Whose primary concern is just to hustle and to blaze the grass,

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

Just gave up $30 for yellow bristle grass,

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash