This is a song about "Weed blunts"

Im loaded, blunts loaded

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

Real light jab to opponents

Pop pills and smoke a million kush blunts

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

Im loaded, blunts loaded

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

I'm stuffing nugs in my pockets like the chronic in blunts

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

Im loaded, blunts loaded

After that moscato hit

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

I'm with ______ with two blunts in two hands