This is a song about "Girls weed"

Who be puffin that weed

But i'm not worried

A hit,coz i already got weed

I can always go home and look down my street

I get jelous when your with other girls

That barrel longer than a word with 10 letters

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

Swear i will murk any beat

But got love for them girls

If i sent my dad letters

We can't catch the beat

Put up and smoke that weed,

Strumming my pain with his fingers

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

What up girl, tell me how you been

Most girls want attention