This is a song about "Rolling blunts smoking weed"

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Smoking crews like good weed or cigarettes

Rap’s filled with so much weed all the cess and the blunts,

I saw momma praying as she wait on results

And my regime includes east coast

Rolling blunts with my eyes closed

Rolling weed and smoking it too

Look, ambition will define you

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Smoking weed and listening to rap

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

Smoking weed hazy still crazy but gain a kg in the summer

A clever cat getting jiggie / smoking that sticky weed

Unification the dmv i will achieve indeed