This is a song about "Drugs and weed"

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Through drugs and friends, i was in misery

Let me rideuntil i get free

Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

But you know what

With some weed and a cup

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

Believing my genius schemes are conceiving a seamless dream of weed n' drugs

Slumdog far apart any sub par

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

That gyal want mi ride har

That hands you weed and alcohol