This is a song about "Smoking weed all day and sexy bitches in the club"

Who dat, who dat? i got them saying

From the weed staining and all thats remaining

My life was in a vault and all the bitches used to hiss thinking

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

And i could see you coming home after work late

To the violence, drinking, smoking, and all the hate

And i be pokin' bitches all in the right spots

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Smoking so much weed and im having a beer/

Light dudes had the girls looking there all year

Took her to the club and i bought her all types of drinks

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Smoking weed and listening to rap