This is a song about "Rolling time"

Oh yes i kept on rolling

Straight g thing, double m g thing

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

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

Ok guys now were ready to get rolling

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

I'll penetrate your mum with a rolling pin

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

Rolling up' paper planes

One verse is all it takes

My eyes are rolling, freaking out

Baby heading down a cloud

Rolling with my yankees hat on

Pay dues like a hair salon