This is a song about "Bitches weed and chillin"

I was just trippin' and chillin' with winnie the pooh,

There's nothing man made than can make it just you

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

Eight minutes, i aint kidding; i make great lyrics and stay chillin'.

Now it's time to eat

Put up and smoke that weed,

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

Told them i love it when bitches roll up my weed for me

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

I know you're mad, but so what

With some weed and a cup