This is a song about "Crack and weed"

I said i got my ass beat

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

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

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

And delete that weed you are

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

6 o's pay for my car

That hands you weed and alcohol

Started out with just alc and weed

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Smoking weed and listening to rap

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Palms sweating and heading to crack keys