This is a song about "Sticky icky ganja weed take a hit hold it in purple haze kush sour d"

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

It faded away past it's prime,as i sit in this misty haze,

Attach a sticky bomb to your face and watch it detonate.

And he's the only nigga in this particular grade

Lazing around like a purple haze, smoking them rounds all you do is blaze

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

Time to break out da cage, p-put you all in a haze

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

Lazing around like a purple haze, smoking them rounds all you do is blaze

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

My weed is just like your head i fucking hit it.

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

Come on just "take a hit"/

Y'all ain't doing shit

Cause when you try to sound it out, it leaves a sour taste in your mouth.

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds