This is a song about "Weed all the time"

Limited edition weed, brings out all the peoples greed

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

I daydream all the time about severing heads

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Your rhymes while the illuminati is in your mind all the time

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Eminem is the greatest of all time

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

Shit, see that thing there was mine

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

All of you copy and paste lines to pass the time,

All the time i missed in rapping

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try