This is a song about "Fucking weed"

But what if they spent a day without fucking a hoe or weed

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

The drug that they brain need

Momma caught me tryna sell some weed

African queen got what you need

Your slower than a stoner high off weed,

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

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

But don't like that about pipe or weed

Good help is hard to find

Some fucking weed to grind

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

My guy got all the good weed

Cause they right down the street