This is a song about "Swishers"

But i drown my blunts and my swishers in all of this syrup

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

Zig zag and swishers, blazing it up in the neighborhood

Compton burn swishers and watchem get lower than the tits on my old lady

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree