This is a song about "Stop drop and roll"

Lemme roll dis weed up and take hit

And if i'm down with this banging shit

So get them ends hot

And i wont stop till you drop

And once he's gone, the nasty realization that i'm all alone.

And niggas that try to stop me or to pop me, drop, they're hoppin' home,

If you thought it, it better be what you want

'bout to drop you cold stop you like mold crop you bald...

And drop the gossip shit,

Now you got me hopped up on that

I know a little betty from downtown

I can't stop now, i won't drop down

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

Break it down, roll it right, roll tight, load and light

While gestapos stop, drop and roll, it's optimal to hide the mole

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole