This is a song about "We smokin on that good"

We chillin at the park, smokin blunts, dont give a fuck

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

As often, i do this

We on that skip bayless/

Of the exams that we face that is based on the work that we do

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

Bangin' on the system like that good shit in yo playlist,

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Got a pound in the trunk ya know whats up, smokin on that ganja til the sun comes up.

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

We on that skip bayless/

Before we see it's hard to live

We on that skip bayless/

And i got mad love to give