This is a song about "Smoking crake cocain"

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Openly smoking dope from the grocery

I fell asleep texting

Been smoking tryin to stop stressing

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

So im spittin over beats and smoking trees

And bijies like im out and

Smoking the herbs that are potent

Where god at? i need to call him

Smoking the best weed in berlin

Smoking something like tea leaves

I'm why baby mommas leave

Liven every day smoking that jamaican

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Eight in the evening and we're up smoking