This is a song about "Weed all the time"

Hold up now don’t get it twisted if you slang do your thang

Fake lives..smoking all these weed in the milligram

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

From all the weed i'm inhaling lately

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

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

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

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

Yeah, im the greatest of all time

And now these hoes are on my line

Have a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta die

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

Smoking meth, weed and popping pills at the same time

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time