This is a song about "Alien weed"

No weed needed to get higher

To burn my kingdom, you must use fire

I need some reasons see cuz it's some creatures growing deep inside of my heart right now

Bout' those alien girls you met down the pit, talking bout' living in your pants, wow.

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Have no souls indeed

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Alien dna in my veins and delivery.

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

My mentality is alien and alpha centauri,

I said i got my ass beat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Do it moderately, now everyone smokes weed,