This is a song about "Cops weed"

Looking for cops behind my back

My four-four's givin payback

Weed and rapping weed in jays

This is no trial, this a closed case

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Have no souls indeed

Cops just wanna get me

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

I think i will call the cops

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

That wont work so theyll call the cops

Fuckin' up my gold pots

(sirens) "oh shit the cops"

Who substituted for this weed

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried