This is a song about "Hoes and weed"

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

But i'm not worried

And imma make these hoes bleed

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

That hands you weed and alcohol

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Fuck them hoes and the cops