This is a song about "Smoking ounces of weed blunts in the air kief in the bowl"

And getting money is the song i sing

Eight in the evening and we're up smoking

With that weed in the air

We both grown and i dont care

Hard as a motherfucker, tell em i was ham

Fake lives..smoking all these weed in the milligram

And we here to stay

Let some in the air and say

This is for my niggas gettin' high on the regular

Smoking weed hazy still crazy but gain a kg in the summer

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

And i'm suspended in the air floating

Smoking weed, getting head in the oval office

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Multiple middle fingers in the air