This is a song about "Rollin blunts"

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Sherm-sticks, rollin' blunts, smokin' up, and dope is cheap,

Im loaded, blunts loaded

Or let the mob handle that

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Bitch i'm rollin like a ferris,

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

Higher than giraffes blunts passed like a test

I got a green bag with them blue strands

Ive been rollin with my hands

Im loaded, blunts loaded

It's all good, finna dog that

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

Pop pills and smoke a million kush blunts