This is a song about "Smokeing weed then stoping for my nan that dead"

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Told them i love it when bitches roll up my weed for me

In seconds a dead man just then possess my logic,

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

Leaking my red whine and now i dead rhyme, but fortunately that wasn't the case

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

That rap is mostly dead/

But don't like that about pipe or weed

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Then i get my weed like fuckit its gone be alright.

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night

My two nines go biya biya when i shoot 'emkorean motherfuckers was crooked

But then the doctor is cold dead on the floor for something you did you did.

Riding around with ms. reece and them

If you aint smoking this weed then