This is a song about "Spliff a"

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

We were the freshmen with some 'cess in hand, a joint with a spliff in it

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Boy i always pearl the spliff and keep a girl to twirl her hips

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Sip your frickin' gin tonic, split your lifting lit spliff chronic,

Puffin on this weed through a spliff, that's why my brain stalled

Straight to my partner room and let him beat it like a keyboard

Hit the spliff smoke that blunt

This is something different

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

Prolly smell a spliff if you ever come near me