For whatever reason, I can't stop listening to this song. Maybe it's because it brings back memories of my fondness for that lemon lime dank. Maybe it's because you could have a dime in the coin purse of your jeans and as soon as you pulled your pocket open a little, the whole room smelled like someone was burning already. Maybe it's those little yellow hairs on the plush fluffy green goodness. Maybe it's because of this production. I know it's not because of N.O.R.E. or Dame Grease's sub sub par rhyming. Maybe it's Styles. Whatever the reason, I can't stop listening to this song.