This is a song about "Weed all the time"

Cause i'll +bolt+ on usain, i'm too ahead of the game

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

Limited edition weed, brings out all the peoples greed

I'm in a rare breed, extraordinary league

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

Crossing all the lines, time is only racing time

It took time -- but finally the cash was mine

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

Fake lives..smoking all these weed in the milligram

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan

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

And getting money is the song i sing

From the weed staining and all thats remaining

I spit murder, every bar is a crime

Smoking meth, weed and popping pills at the same time