This is a song about "Two more blunts"

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

Pop pills and smoke a million kush blunts

Its like my heart is breakin in more than two

I gotta tell you that my love is true

State flow hard dick

Im loaded, blunts loaded

Im loaded, blunts loaded

It ain't like that

In the midst of a fire pit

Im loaded, blunts loaded

Mom's stressed from two dads, putting more crap on her laps

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

Ima go until my arm's sore

Slice one up, slice two more