This is a song about "Drugs and weed"

Weed and rapping weed in jays

But i know i see better days

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

This is the concrete

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

With some weed and a cup

Money i make em buck

See i let my nigga split that

Smoking weed and listening to rap

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Through drugs and friends, i was in misery