This is a song about "Rolling it up"

Rolling with my garrison.

I told him get his 9 and run

I try to be the guy, you think about

My eyes are rolling, freaking out

Rolling with my yankees hat on

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Just rolling around, town cause

I keep it rolling with my homies like a (freaking) wheel

I'm fantasizing in my mind bout how your body feel

Why are we still conversing when i'm sure you've heard the chorus

Rolling up a paper, blunt wraps go to vapor, in a puff,