This is a song about "Great things weed does"

Too bad i'm pretty great,

I get my paper, y'all just hate

My money like a senior, watch it graduate

So hopefully i would become great

The revolution will proceed

Who substituted for this weed

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Interjection: the heart is as the heart does/

You get it? no one ever does.

Perhaps it's a musti'm facin cases

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Sometimes i think, what i need

It really sounded great

Guess i'm self made

Weed and rapping weed in jays

But she took it in his place