This is a song about "Ganja"

The ganja is a medicine, we spray no crews,

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Sparking ganja in a honda van of soccer moms

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck

Got a pound in the trunk ya know whats up, smokin on that ganja til the sun comes up.

Bitches die in a hurry, still i ride, i'm never worriedmr. makaveli tell me to ride and i'mma ride

This motherfuckin ganja cause i wanna get up higher than the sky being sober's what i don't like