This is a song about "Free weed"

Side em on blister free

Bitch, i might make you my baby

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

I miss the better days

Weed and rapping weed in jays

I’m a hustla, baby

In life nothings comes free

The legacy, defeating my enemies careless free

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

Sometimes you like to let it go free,

Who be puffin that weed

I need to beat