This is a song about "Rolling blunts and joints"

Rolling weed and smoking it too

That means two, between me and you

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

I'm intricate and infinite and rolling with no syndicate/

And roll all my own blunts

Real light jab to opponents

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

'cuz i can't write my own shit, i sit around and smoke joints,

Slow and heavy, taking blunts to the face.

This is no trial, this a closed case

Off 2 blunts kush and hash in each one now i'm fucked up

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

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

But hey yo look, money from across the street