This is a song about "Synthetic weed"

The revolution will proceed

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid

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

Smoking weed with depression,

Double mg not to mention

Momma caught me tryna sell some weed

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

But don't like that about pipe or weed

African queen got what you need

The weed into the bong

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Give players plenty space

Weed and rapping weed in jays

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Who be puffin that weed