This is a song about "Smokin weeed"

And yeah i know i'm from compton, cali

Smokin on that holly jolly

Smokin' dust but thinkin' you're like loaded lux,

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

And smokin joints to calm my nerves

Got one, got two, three, four girls

I invented ether puffin with aliens smokin reefer!

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front

Real nigga, pardon whoever feel different