This is a song about "Cooe it up weed"

My city's culture to the game now in existence

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

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

So i got pounds of weed though it sounds obscene

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

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

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

Weed stash go run hide it and stash it, head bashed in

Thought life was dull but weed made it bright instead

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

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

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

Make me wanna write my own little song for you

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up