This is a song about "Smoking dope with my homies"

Openly smoking dope from the grocery

But five years from now i bet she see

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

I love a barbecue with my homies, you trip i'll let it slide,

Been chillin with my homies and we smokin good,

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

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

They'd probably find me in the woods hanging from a rope

Maybe i should take up smoking dope again

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

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