This is a song about "Smokin wee"

Smokin on that holly jolly

To cali, to cali

Talking of the gods you serve

And smokin joints to calm my nerves

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

Don't let them free, beat them till they wee' 'n' agree,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Smokin' weed like i'm a rastafarian professional

Who smokin in my car?

That gyal want mi ride har