This is a song about "Dealing weed and hustleing"

But thats just called dealing with shit and staying strong,

So i’m warning , don’t you love me for too long

You didn't see me here if someone ask you

Rolling weed and smoking it too

For a bit of weed and chips

You can hear it in my lyrics

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

That hands you weed and alcohol

And people day to day dealing with me, feeling with me,

But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats