This is a song about "Homies weed life thugs"

Weed and rapping weed in jays

But she took it in his place

Great steeple in place to rest thugs

Good kids make bad grown ups

Could become somethin’ great, but would rather beat thugs,

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

And yo young thugs be actin like tupac,

It's ill-advised giving hours to another broad

Thought life was dull but weed made it bright instead

I don't want you to have my permit yet

Yeah i'm cashing out, i'm all madden dog

‘cuz people still remember thugs killing tupac,

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain