Somewhere between a drill remix, an A24 rollout and the internet’s most committed inside joke, Timothée Chalamet popped up rapping alongside masked UK artist EsDeeKid. Yes, it belongs in High Times.
The track is the “4 Raws Remix.” The hook does not overthink things. Every time I smoke, I light four Raws. That’s the thesis. Whether that means four skinny soldiers or one biblical fatty is between you, your rolling tray and whatever spiritual entity watches over grinders.
This hits stoners for the simplest reason. He’s rapping about smoking, plainly, casually, without apology. The title reads like a rolling paper dog whistle. “RAW” isn’t explained. It doesn’t need to be. If you know, you know. If you don’t, welcome to the convenience store aisle of culture where weed references are no longer subtext. They are the headline.
The video leans into it. Hoodies up. Bandanas on. Fluorescent lights. Two silhouettes nodding like it’s 2:17 a.m. and the snacks are mandatory. Then Chalamet steps forward and drops a verse that mixes self-awareness, flexing and pure meme fuel. He name checks his own fame, his career arc and the movie he’s currently rolling out, Marty Supreme. It works because it knows exactly what it is.
For months, the internet insisted Chalamet was EsDeeKid. Same eyes. Same fashion instincts. Same “this guy could absolutely pull off a second life” energy. The remix is the punchline. They appear together. Masks come off, then go back on. Case closed, joke intact.
What makes this especially High Times coded is how weed functions here. It’s not a PSA. It’s not a lecture. It’s not a lifestyle sermon. It’s shorthand. Smoking as rhythm. Smoking as punctuation. Smoking as a repeated action that anchors the song the way a lighter anchors a session. Every time I smoke… You already know the rest.
This is also sharp modern marketing. A24 has turned film rollouts into cultural moments, and the orbit around Josh Safdie understands that humor and chaos travel farther than polished press releases. Chalamet didn’t try to become a rapper. He stepped into a lane, nodded to weed culture, delivered a verse that knows how ridiculous it is and stepped back out smiling.
That’s why stoners clocked it immediately. Weed people are professional vibe detectors. We can sense try-hard energy from a mile away. This didn’t feel forced. It felt like someone having fun, lighting up the idea of “four Raws” as an image, not an instruction manual.
Will people debate whether it’s four joints or one monster cone? Absolutely. Will the conspiracy crowd keep digging? Of course. Will someone freeze frame the video to inventory hoodies, hats and bandanas like it’s evidence? Already happening.
Zoom out. An Oscar-level actor is rapping about smoking, casually, in a way that lands with drill fans and anyone who knows the sound of a RAW pack cracking open. That’s weed culture fully normalized, fully portable and fully comfortable being funny and cool at the same time.
Light four. Or one. Okay.
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