This is a song about "Smoke pot"

For a little pot/ they got me a pot to piss in

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

Pot gets to me/my eyes are blazed

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

Spitting randomly high on pot

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

Java whatever i'm boiling in your pot.

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Compare me too that bastard pot head

Catch me in the kitchen whippin with a gold pot

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

I think i'll take her home and smoke some pot

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot

Dont stop uh, roses in the pot