This is a song about "Smoking joints forgetting about my man"

I got a lot of manners

Forgetting the factors

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Shit, my brains a bottomless pit, i feel like im forgetting something,

On my fifth spliff now, too much weed ive been smoking,

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

Breakin' my heart like glass, forgetting me like sand

And smokin joints to calm my nerves

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

But laughin hard i watch you still talk about the man

It's the wolf gang, wolf gang

Life's about decisions man

You know that love is a very serious thing

I lost my girl because i wouldnt stop smoking,