This is a song about "Girls high weed"

Good weed get me high, other drugs make me die

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

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

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Oh god honey i think he's high on that marijuana weed

You know i only smoke that bomb weed,

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

Part of me though, is searching for answers

Nigga, got a finger on the trigger, girls,