This is a song about "Stoners st clicka"

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

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

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Its like segregation when its stoners vs products

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

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

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

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Kidnapped u from ur own house took u to stoners hill where i could of killed u

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud

And smoke all day to make them pro stoners so proud