This is a song about "Rolling blunts smoking weed getting high making money"

Together all the timethought it was true love

Smoking weed, getting head in the oval office

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

Getting to the money

Smoking on that cali weed smoking on that oj green

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Your slower than a stoner high off weed,

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Rolling blunts with my eyes closed

But for long time i had gone cold

And trying to start today with arguments

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

Than the muse of a family

In other words i'm getting money

Smoking crews like good weed or cigarettes

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense