This is a song about "Rolling weed"

Amma be rolling off the hinges

I'm a force to be reckoned with

Stay rolling up that potent grass

I can barely wipe my ass

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Rolling in my bugatti

Tears rolling like it's humorous, in abundance, numerous.

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

Your names added to my hitlist, rolling the streets like a chemist

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

I can always go home and look down my street