This is a song about "Weed all the time"

Blew twenty bands in that king of diamonds

Rap’s filled with so much weed all the cess and the blunts,

Because all i do is smoke weed, then sleep, the rooms too hazy

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

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

Of course we can't forget the greatest of all time,

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

If i had on 'bama line

Yeah, im the greatest of all time

Simon says touch your's while you touch mine

Crossing all the lines, time is only racing time

I think about her all the time

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

But you done got thick on a nigga, god damn

Fake lives..smoking all these weed in the milligram