This is a song about "Synthetic marijuana"

And since my mama, i been fucking with marijuana

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

And visual acuity yeah no this is real rap non of that synthetic

Marijuana potent,

And get caught, in the moment

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

Who the hell would go and wanna, call themselves "marijuana",

Marijuana devil fiend from the seventies

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

Because when i was 16 i got caught with marijuana

We might be back in this baby

This marijuana let me

Take the train one stop to cop my marijuana

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh