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

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

I done lost too many homies to this motherfuckin' game

Fake lives..smoking all these weed in the milligram

Shit done changed since the wop and the running man

She the one i give all my time

It’s whatever, you shine, i shine

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

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

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

Crossing all the lines, time is only racing time

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

On my mama nigga, i be gone for months

What yo name is girl let me tell you mine

Dont mind me as i work on my rhymes all the time