This is a song about "Smoking drugs"

Good kids make bad grown ups

No money, power, or drugs,

Stay smoking on the hay

But i - somehow, some way

Been smoking tryin to stop stressing

I fell asleep texting

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Kept drinking, regret kept smoking.

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

You better call cops,coz this drugs

I'm from the number one place on the map

Smoking weed and listening to rap

Fast life like born on wednesday and died on thursday

Openly smoking dope from the grocery

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Sell a dub mix some drugs