This is a song about "Smoking blunt heroin"

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Rather have the heroin sizzlin

She got me caught up in the moment

Bad bitches that roll my blunt

Heroin don't speak easy, queasy

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

This is something different

Hit the spliff smoke that blunt

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

Yal would drop these theories to the cement and he'll still be shooting heroin

Energized and still going

Kept drinking, regret kept smoking.

Or a heroin to the tired n fucking sin to a liar

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

No sword tho just rhymes and blunt smoking alot

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot