This is a song about "Smoking blunts and hanging out with a bad bitch"

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

Hanging, on a thread with a rope around my neck

Ha, i'm super freaky, no top on the ghini, no flaw in my diamonds

People be angry cause them motherfuckers aint us,smoking cane blunts,

But the bad time passes, and your left with a crown

Tried to find ammo but it's none around town

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

Saw a bad bitch took her home and we fore played

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

Then hanging with fake friends and having laughs

Dreamt i fucked a bad bitch and woke up on time

Chasing money in the city of crime

Saw a bad bitch took her home and we fore played

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

Real light jab to opponents

And roll all my own blunts