This is a song about "Bitches and snitches and weed and seed"

With some weed and a cup

She was the queen of the club

I can do better without you

Rolling weed and smoking it too

Bitches ima suck seed

Have no souls indeed

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

And got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills

Of weed, then i'm a have to greed. proceed to the next stage and a feed a seed

What transpires since the day the seeds were plantedthe g grew but we knew we'd have a clique

Blew money like six crips

Weed smoke, booze and violence

Some don't even grow up and share there seed,

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet