This is a song about "Weed and jamaica seahawks"

That hands you weed and alcohol

I guzzle up at the bar

Me and my peeps often meet

Started out with just alc and weed

I'm why baby mommas leave

I'm tall, lanky, smoke weed and keef

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Rolling weed and smoking it too

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

And delete that weed you are

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

From the weed staining and all thats remaining

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king