This is a song about "Smoke on mondays"

Lookin' at the bad bitches, smokin' on the best smoke

Need a clear mind cause i been blind, got me goin' down that road

Take it back in filled up with smoke

Motivated just from being broke

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

With them jordans on and the sheep coat, the weed smoke from that good kush,

I'm full of smoke and drugs, blood always smeared on my rug, building up an

No matter how much i try, stay alive, i'm a die a man

Im spittin fire you blowin smoke

You pay your favorite stripper car note

Okay, so play d, know what i mean

Because i smoke on the green

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass