This is a song about "Rolling weed"

Rolling with my yankees hat on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Rolling weed and smoking it too

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

Ok guys now were ready to get rolling

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Rolling in my bugatti

Let me rideuntil i get free

I'll penetrate your mum with a rolling pin

Could you tell me where to go? i need direction

Rolling up blunts of the christmas kush

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Oh yes i kept on rolling

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed