This is a song about "Gangsters money weed"

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

The drug that they brain need

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass

There was rappers rapping about gangsters and their pasts

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

Discerning gangsters see, burning bangers to sling, all of these mics happily,

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

I just want somebody i can see

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

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