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

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Smoking on that cali weed smoking on that oj green

Picked up smoking weed ever since bad trips,

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

When they hear me rocking the groove

And i have trust issues

Smoking weed and listening to rap

You, you, you have to pay for that

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

Spitting flows, grab my dick, smoking weed, pass that shit,

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

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Smoking crews like good weed or cigarettes