This is a song about "The name blaze"

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

My lazy ass don't blaze the grass and drink whole bottles,

And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories

We just sit around a lazy ass and blaze the grass, hit the trees,

Let me blaze the ''king'' like a blunt, get smoked off your throne,

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

Last bit of haze to blaze,everyday was like another police chase,running through the block

So i needs to hit a lick, drasticallyi see some balding-ass niggas and they slipping in my spot

Hazy chest, i blaze the cess, wonder if you lace it next,

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

I want to feel her in every way

I heard the sirens blaze from i mile away.

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

They can't take the stress and blaze the cess, streets are rough,