This is a song about "Stoners st clicka"

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Its like segregation when its stoners vs products

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

U ask for forgivness i know we all ain't holy st. john

When on my dick the clock goes tick tick time flyin by like a stoners high,

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

There must be another route, way out

And smoke all day to make them pro stoners so proud

This shit you're submitting blows more than stoners on marijuana.

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

Jewish getting married in the church of st. sebastian

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done