This is a song about "Holly weed"

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

You need a gram of that favorite weed?

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Now it's time to eat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

Graspin at her hair givin holly all the wood

Your slower than a stoner high off weed,

Indubitably i'm too street

Look it something they can't ever see

Smokin on that holly jolly

Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed

The revolution will proceed