This is a song about "Get this money and smoke weed"

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

Countin money all day and we smoke dat bomb haze,

They talk to me saying all i should do is kill,have sex and smoke weed

They say i'm running hip-hop but i'd rather unify with y'all then stampede

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

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

I'm why baby mommas leave

I'm tall, lanky, smoke weed and keef

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

I drank pop and i smoke weed, my veins clot, and you ain't even know it,