This is a song about "Basketball pussy money weed"

Play basketball you can't even fuckin jump shot

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Redan road, that’s my street

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

I can't play basketball like michael jordan did

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

I think you're a pussy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free