This is a song about "Smoking and fighting"

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

So im spittin over beats and smoking trees

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Most of you are heartbroken, stop the rapping, and start smoking.

Like odysseys and stop fighting wars that the government orders,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Who doesn't do drugs and no fighting only a few shoves

Are the poor and sick and tired who've been fighting too long,

But ya chose to go before meand brothas miss ya while your gone

Soldiers fighting for this country, and you act like it isn't tense

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

I fight this shit and i will keep fighting on,