This is a song about "Smoking weed crack fried"

Skyrocket like weed on crack

May just gon' bring hobo back

Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost

You wouldn't be as high smoking crack rocks in a blackhawk,

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

When everybody around you is either dead or smoking crack,

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

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

Smoking kalifa , my weed the best

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Smoking all this weed shit feels like a friday

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Smoking crews like good weed or cigarettes

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

Smoking on that cali weed smoking on that oj green