This is a song about "Cooe it up weed"

I said i got my ass beat

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

This the weed song light it up when its on. smoke that shit til your mind is gone.

I ain't seen my lady in days, i been out on these streets so long

Crushin up untill weed it is fine dust (fine dust)

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

So i got pounds of weed though it sounds obscene

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

My weed is just like your head i fucking hit it.

Do it moderately, now everyone smokes weed,

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

Rollin you up like good weed, shit i'm just gloatin' too

Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you

The revolution will proceed

Put up and smoke that weed,