This is a song about "Smoke on mondays"

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

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

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

It's nothin' to me, nothin' to me, nothin' to me but smoke on the breeze

Used to find dope in his coat

Ya beggin for a smoke

Up on phrases i wrote

Lungs get filled with potent smoke

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

Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke

Smoke strong on kamikaze

50,000 ones before i hit the lobby

Then clouding out the sun with poison smoke

I was a black sheep, but now i'm just a goat