This is a song about "Smoking that good shit"

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Bangin' on the system like that good shit in yo playlist,

That everythings fine, ok and good

From hollywood to the hood

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

Smoking so much grass, shit, police, time for me to dash.

Smoking is a delight that spreads to the minds and heads

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

Smoking chronic to feel them good vibes,

Smoking on that perp daily, feeiin' kinda hazy,

You be get up on this fly shit baby