This is a song about "Smokin fat joints"

You said also i was fat

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Thus contributing to ongoing credit

I light joints but stop and share it

You little young-ass motherfuckers

And smokin joints to calm my nerves

'cuz i can't write my own shit, i sit around and smoke joints,

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Spliffin joints of weed and you can see that i'm addicted

Got arthritis, in my fucking joints so it's medicinal

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble