This is a song about "Weed anthony lance"

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Smoking kalifa , my weed the best

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

What do i really need

Who be puffin that weed

I’m way harder than the concrete

Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

In fact i'm the one who killed radio next in lines anthony casey,

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

Or take my dreams to a spearpoint and lance em

Point my lance as if i'm jousting

If they could cut out all the busting