This is a song about "Weed all the time"

Promise me you won't step out of line

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

Crossing all the lines, time is only racing time

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

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

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Fake lives..smoking all these weed in the milligram

Not only do i enlighten but i provide a tan

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

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

All the time is never

I thought i recognized her