This is a song about "Smoke weed struggles and problems trying to make my dream fuck the haters"

Trying to talk about the problems, and still i ask for help,

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

But that'll never make my dream lack, i just keep prayin' to the holy divinity//

No one seems to understand my struggles, troubled and it sucks,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

I’m way harder than the concrete

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

Smoke to much weed to burnt,

And for me it's reversed

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Smoke weed and pop bottles my real niggas be pouring

To all my non-believers and haters

I refuse to be another being on this earth

I cut the finest weed down, and smoke like my glock clips,

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics