This is a song about "Smoke weed to the rules cause i dont even feel like movin i m like a car with no fuel"

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Prayin for the world, cause i feel like i cant help

Even though i feel like im in the lost and never found

But i apologize for not walking you around

Talking of the gods you serve

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions

I travel in a new york minute and keep it movin like pigeons

Young money, d-town's all star

No i can't drive a car

Cause i came to rain n' evaporate like smoke n' spark trees.

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

I just wanna smoke green, i like to feel the heat

I feel like a low-life, with no life

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice