This is a song about "Rolling grass"

Rolling weed and smoking it too

Take you out kentland and show you a zoo

Oh yes i kept on rolling

And this will be the song that we sing

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Ok guys now were ready to get rolling

Fuck what y’all talkin’ about

My eyes are rolling, freaking out

Stupid bitch your wrinkling like rolling paper,

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Because im like flash mother fucker, i dash, laid on the grass

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Just like a little snake creeping in the grass