This is a song about "Smoke to this song"

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

I "wrote" this "song" [about my transition to the cloud, back

Bout to spit that mad flow while i smoke this tree

That's the way, you can move it baby

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

And that's the feeling i'm trying to describe in this song/

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

//this song is dedicated to the american lower class

This the weed song light up when its on. smoke that shit til your mind is gone.

Searching for answers, that's human nature, you ain't in the wrong

And tony jr. said i'm the hope

From blunt smoke to gun smoke

This song to retaliate this discrimination of fakes who are hating

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying

Is written in our souls, africa

I write this song to light the