This is a song about "Cigarettes and weed"

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

From the weed staining and all thats remaining

So catholics hold your rosaries, baptists pray and roll the weed,

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

Dougie fresh up in the hood and he's bringing me my weed

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

We going weed, women and some alcohol

Wreck these thangs, have em looking like halle berry's car

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

For a bit of weed and chips

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Unification the dmv i will achieve indeed

Put up and smoke that weed,

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat