This is a song about "Smokin fat joints"

And smokin joints to calm my nerves

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

Caught you smokin' my last cigarette,

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed

Smokin weed, it's pretty fuckin sleazy

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

When that money calls i holla back

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat