This is a song about "Smoking dope with my boys from jamestown"

Smoke that mark mcgwire strong, oakland a no basic smoke

I stay with in a shell of hope that my rhymes will stay dope

Lookin at my boys like

On that red-eyed kush flight

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

Maybe i should take up smoking dope again

You don't mess with 12, my boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Smoking dope rappers til i die of chronic asthma

A reality/ 16 years or smoking dope to mask my pain/

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke

My raps are nothin but dope.

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

And i'll knuckle up with any fucking one of you fuck boys