This is a song about "Smokin that good shit"

That nigga couldn't name drop, but it's all good

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Bangin' on the system like that good shit in yo playlist,

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

And we know that ain't no good

So if it comes down, may the best man win

To get that good occupation

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Smokin on that holly jolly

She love me cuss she know i smoking that good shit

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

Baby, you know who you are

I'm on that good kush and alcohol