This is a song about "Spliff grinder"

Churn the losers or permissive in the grinder, then throw them in the pacific,

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

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

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Or spliff it if you classy

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

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

These hieroglyphs, he lights the spliff, and takes a whiff/

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Meditation spliff hit, to increase my interesting spit

For the next one to call me up talking that shit