This is a song about "Roll one"

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

His head'll get split like the blunts i roll

And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

Look, now roll my j tight

Get the ass shots right

As i light one for ill will

Honor roll, fails, impossible,

And roll all my own blunts

He dont want the diamonds

It's apart of her goal

Land of the rich on one dice roll,

And i can't help but notice

You want some weed, roll us

So the devil that drove in her got in control

Now i am so damn hot, im on a roll