This is a song about "Grams of weed"

When i was younger i smoked a lot of weed,

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Spliffin joints of weed and you can see that i'm addicted

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

Came to a nickel of weed, and i blame it on her menstrual

I probably go less miles, stay in a small circle

Look like james vanderbeek on eight grams of tweak,

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Smoking weed, inhaling illegal chemicals, looking and hoping for some sort of relief,

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

I eat shrooms, and smoke a fuck-load of weed,

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Suddenly that weed falls out of the jar on the floor

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

You wont catch me shifting grams

Now if you give us a chance