This is a song about "Crack and weed"

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

And i lost a couple over crack cocaine

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

I earn constant feedback, i don't earn for coke and crack

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

And people right down the street from us are still smoking crack,

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

Sometimes i think, what i need

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

And i got them gold bottles, first place

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Now it's time to eat

Put up and smoke that weed,

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

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat