This is a song about "Weed girls that ass sunflowers"

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

A clever cat getting jiggie / smoking that sticky weed

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

My wallets empty my ass is broke, smoke all this weed till i hack and choke

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Nice hotel, nice weed, nice beer, nice ass

That hands you weed and alcohol

As i'm watching the snow fall

I've become immune to you no name haters

With all that crap, he still gets his girls

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

You fail at life, i'll mug your teachers

Always got that dank weed like a dealer,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

The revolution will proceed

But don't like that about pipe or weed