This is a song about "Weed all the time"

Then, prepare to have the eargasm of a lifetime

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

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

All the time wasted in my mind

For that paper, i'mma grind

My guy got all the good weed

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

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

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

Crossing all the lines, time is only racing time

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

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

Yeah, im the greatest of all time

Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime