This is a song about "Smoke on mondays"

Because i smoke on the green

I just know what you mean

Knowing you can no longer party

Smoke strong on kamikaze

But nah, he is quite different

We can all chill and smoke on a fat blunt

Off the potion and the potent choking on the smoke i'm token

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Because i'm throwing ash and smoke,

I fucking hate this job

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

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

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

No need to smoke purp with her i am on the clouds

Impeccable give it my note

Ya beggin for a smoke