This is a song about "Weed all the time"

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

From all the weed i'm inhaling lately

All the time wasted in my mind

The revolution has arrived

It’s whatever, you shine, i shine

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

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

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

All i see is green, cash signs i mean. weed to though cant forgot about the kush bro.

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Limited edition weed, brings out all the peoples greed

I turned into something they never became

Bring me fame, maintain all the weed that's going to my brain.

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

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