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

That hands you weed and alcohol

She prayed on me passing that bar

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Down here its like i'm the only that don't smoke the weed

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

Still found a way to get pretty ass girls

Better yet they work my every nerve

So don't worry about my motherfucking name

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

The weed brah, you can't have that, mayflower

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top