This is a song about "Car weed"

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

I can't drive a car but

Who smokin in my car?

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

With the goons i spar

Got a license, no car

But when im with my brothers with this haze in the car

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

I don't know defeat

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Sometimes i think, what i need

Who be puffin that weed

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

I do it fast like vien diesel's car

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far