This is a song about "The homies smoking"

Got a house full of homies, why i feel so the opposite?

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

And get caught, in the moment

Smoking the herbs that are potent

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Smoking weed, getting head in the oval office

So i guess that's where i hide my things

These kids, smoking gasoline, i plead the fifth

Now me and my homies got the keys to the nation

What's you motivation, huh, what's your motivation

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Smoking the best weed in berlin