This is a song about "Thc"

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

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

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

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

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

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

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

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

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

We up in diamond supply, spending that carat cake