This is a song about "About weed"

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

But don't like that about pipe or weed

Momma caught me tryna sell some weed

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

My guy got all the good weed

I’m way harder than the concrete

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

African queen got what you need

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

Do it moderately, now everyone smokes weed,

Put up and smoke that weed,

Cause they right down the street

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed