This is a song about "So illy"

Stop thinking so hard and trying so hard

Hope all over again, we can start

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

So disappointed cause baby she was so phony

With only two songs, look at what i did

So call me eclectic, so calmingly hectic

Around her i'm apathetic so

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Got it matching though

Not right to live alone so

But we still real brothers

So manny amateurs

I'm feeling so fresh and so clean,

The bitches is everything in between