This is a song about "Smoking blunts everyday"

It's all good, finna dog that

Im loaded, blunts loaded

Im loaded, blunts loaded

I'm stuck with that

Remember this everyday

She say all men treat her wrong way

Back up on my fly shit

Im loaded, blunts loaded

Arguing everyday,

Few chips, i get out n' spray

But i - somehow, some way

I'm stuck like everyday.

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,