This is a song about "Cooe it up weed"

Blast the music up real loud, weed, beer, smokin' chronic,

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Sniffing up the coke, but its the bar weed am on/

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

Lemme roll dis weed up and take hit

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

Morehaha, coming to a ghetto near you

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

I just roll my weed up, and try to school my peers

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

So i got pounds of weed though it sounds obscene

I keep my money neat

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,