This is a song about "Smoking weed with josh"

Yea i smoke weed, but what's the fuckin shit that you're smoking?

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

And never should you tear

With that weed in the air

With some weed and a cup

Bitches is artificially duck

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

A clever cat getting jiggie / smoking that sticky weed

Smoking meth, weed and popping pills at the same time

My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

If you aint smoking this weed then

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

Smoking on that weed, straight from chicago,

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

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring