This is a song about "Smoking weed being poor having trust issues"

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

Smoking weed having drinks and those days never end

Smoking meth, weed and popping pills at the same time

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

Fake lives..smoking all these weed in the milligram

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan

If he keep going, pass the torch to him

Smoking the best weed in berlin

And everybody's having sex

Smoking crews like good weed or cigarettes

Smoking weed, getting head in the oval office

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Rolling weed and smoking it too

I gotta tell you that my love is true

Smoking on that cali weed smoking on that oj green

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean