This is a song about "Rolling blunts smoking weed getting high making money hoes on the low oak trees"

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

On my fifth spliff now, too much weed ive been smoking,

Than the muse of a family

Getting to the money

You feel it from your head to your toes

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

She spends money like it grows on trees/

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

A clever cat getting jiggie / smoking that sticky weed

I'm smoking all the trees.....and i ain't leaving any oxygen

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Rolling up blunts of the christmas kush

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

The way we making money on some stupid shit