This is a song about "Rolling a blunt"

Blunt blazin hotter than a comet

So, i’m on some 40 days and night shit

Your names added to my hitlist, rolling the streets like a chemist

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome

You a game hater, and you call yourself a rolling stone,

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Rolling up a paper, blunt wraps go to vapor, in a puff,

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

I used a people magazine as a blunt wrap,

For the one night stand

With a blunt in there hand,

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

Causing a fuss, bringing a rush and blazing a blunt

Rolling up another one, its simply just a habit now

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow