Lyrics
The finest smoker since the 90s getting high on doja
Rocking mics and leaving em smoking so they say I'm a stoner
Peaceful but I'm also a soldier, deep in my composure
Why I choke on blunts, to be blunt, it's so that I don't choke ya
I might not show you compassion, when my mind is sober
But when I'm focused on another level it's like I'm older
When I approach ya, you can put up walls, I'm climbing over
Flying over like Lakitu, with a cloudy smile I'll show up
Just to drop some bomb up in ya life like I'ma donor
Never mixing cheddar with beef, I be grinding Kosher
Everything is better with weed, It's almost like I woke up
This reefer helps me see, never blind to culture
My lyrical imagery manifested, I'm signing posters
My rhymes are polar with a tiny coat on, I mean hold up
Could I be colder, only if I was an icy sculpture
Still smoking like the Devil, still flowing like Jehovah