This is a song about "Thc"

Long as i have my p and my 3 meals, smoke the thc, roll mean blunts as big as king kongs wifes cunt

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

Seeping thc from the pores, i ignore, the rules the chores

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

Two or three, hits of thc, yeah it fits for me.

I l-o-v-e the thc, w-double-e-d, either n-a-m-e doesnt matter to me,

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Hot thc, touch the sky, others call me renegade,

Our vision never changed, we self made