This is a song about "Dealing weed"

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

Must be something you want me to see

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

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

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

I hope not because i cant be dealing with little babies,

The drug that they brain need

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

There's real rap without the drug dealing shit,

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

We can't catch the beat

Applause the healing while she's still dealing,

And my only fear's a wedding ring