This is a song about "420 blazing it with snoop dogg in the backseat of an old mercury minivan"

She ain't got a man

I drive in my minivan

Snoop dogg and eazy-e, weed and brass monkey,

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

Its bigera the poet of the moment blazing all guns

I’m a plunger in the brew of this music shit_through with it

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

The almighty tupac and snoop dogg operate,

We up in diamond supply, spending that carat cake

Young heart,with an old mind

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

And even now my mind tries to delete the memories of an old age,

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change