This is a song about "Weed anthony lance high"

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Do it moderately, now everyone smokes weed,

Lift your eyebrow up high

I be ballin, they wonder why

Everyone follow me in this bitch you wrote this high on weed

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

Everybody ,your hands up high,

So let me tell you about this guy

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

Sometimes i think, what i need

Put up and smoke that weed,

But i am flying high

And i know that your supply

Or take my dreams to a spearpoint and lance em

Time after time, again and again