This is a song about "Weed all the time"

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

Promise me you won't step out of line

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

I daydream all the time about severing heads

Crossing all the lines, time is only racing time

My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line

From the weed staining and all thats remaining

Forever faded, i know lucifer waiting

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

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

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

I saw momma praying as she wait on results

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

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

But knowing me i prolly never meetonly speak when a fan speak

This world is is all about greed, pass the weed, course the bleed, indeed,