This is a song about "Self expression and smoking blunts"

I smoke mad blunts and drink a lot

So take the stage just show me what you got

The sun rising while you moaning

Eight in the evening and we're up smoking

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

But you're hopeless and that expression is priceless

Rolling weed and smoking it too

Look, ambition will define you

Then push the milk on a slow bend

And keep for your self your comment

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

I'm back, crack rock snacking and also ashing blunts