This is a song about "Rolling a joint"

We were the freshmen with some 'cess in hand, a joint with a spliff in it

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

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

Just rolling around, town cause

You pull up in parking lots

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Oh yes i kept on rolling

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Ok guys now were ready to get rolling

But i made it out alive holdin a joint in my mouth

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds