This is a song about "Stealing bikes and smoking blunts"

Pop pills and smoke a million kush blunts

Real light jab to opponents

Smoking weed and listening to rap

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

I smoke mad blunts and drink a lot

That cellphone that i bought

Rap’s filled with so much weed all the cess and the blunts,

I saw momma praying as she wait on results

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Eight in the evening and we're up smoking

Copying stealing and pasting lyrics

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

On they car note to go to the club

The kids that smoke blunts and roll them up

Slow and heavy, taking blunts to the face.

Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace