This is a song about "Every day smoking weeds and geyting making chiks"

Every day and night

Get the ass shots right

I get up every day and go to school

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

And a "way to go" from your label every day, looking boy

They tell me i'm mammas boy,a piece toy, bullying me every moment,scratch me with alloy,

Just let us leave your streets and you can take our weeds"

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Im looking better every day but every day he looking gay

Momma can't help her, but it hurts to hear her callingbrenda wants to run away

My weeds first in possession, and ima rip a beat like excision,

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,

So i'm gonna keep making, smoking and eating,

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being