This is a song about "Weed all the time"

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

I daydream all the time about severing heads

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

So if you open up your heart i’ll give you mine

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

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

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

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

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

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

You can search but you'll never find

All the time wasted in my mind

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

From all the weed i'm inhaling lately

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

I saw momma praying as she wait on results