This is a song about "Girls weed"

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed

We should appreciate the girls

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Have no souls indeed

Indubitably i'm too street

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

The drug that they brain need

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

But don't like that about pipe or weed

I said i got my ass beat

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

Started out with just alc and weed

When they twist and talk with they fingers

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,