This is a song about "Dealing weed"

Dealing in depression, murder and lyrical impregnation

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

But thats just called dealing with shit and staying strong,

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

In a drug-dealing locked car with the police in hot pursuit,

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

In south america, they attempt to put an end, to the war of drug dealing

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Guess i'm dealing the best cos it hasn't hit me

Cus i been dealing drugs since i was a little kid

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good