This is a song about "Smoke weed get bitches"

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed.

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Smoke weed then cough again. get higher then junkies in the pen.

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

The revolution will proceed

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

Gat under my sheep coat, i'm blowin' clouds of weed smoke,

In private, not public in the streets

Don't smoke weed, just grow trees, sow seeds,

Filling my lungs up with weed smoke,

Spent a long time coming up this road

Smoke to much weed to burnt,

Long as she come to me first

Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed