This is a song about "Rolling blunts smoking weed"

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Smoking on that cali weed smoking on that oj green

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

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

Women front, they get its cold

Rolling blunts with my eyes closed

Smoking all this weed shit feels like a friday

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

If you aint smoking this weed then

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Picked up smoking weed ever since bad trips,

A clever cat getting jiggie / smoking that sticky weed

Of a convertible elopin' to get married