This is a song about "Smoking hazei"

Eight in the evening and we're up smoking

Ten more depending on where wale going

Stay smoking on the hay

Until i started to lose my way

She blow me i blow trees i keep on smoking

Permanently focused, learning while i'm going

I'm jokin, smoking reefer

Going broke, no sir

Talking about the god you serve

Smoking sticky fixtures

Smoking the best weed in berlin

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

Smoking on that cali weed smoking on that oj green

I lost my girl because i wouldnt stop smoking,

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring