This is a song about "Weed clouds sky fly trap rap shootah bands glock faded crossed grave"

Gat under my sheep coat, i'm blowin' clouds of weed smoke,

They not pulling in no green like smoking whent that rello broke

I'm relaxin', puffin' lye, but i'll send you to the sky, fly yo

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

What stares back? fuck backpack rap, fuck trap,

Up above, in the sky, might never know, we dont fly,

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

I rap into the sky

I wonder why, i sit and cry

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

I cut the finest weed down, and smoke like my glock clips,

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

I'm puffin on this thai weed, i'm fuckin faded

Marijuana hits, weed rap classic

But it seems like a scene outta flick