This is a song about "Houston weed"

Put up and smoke that weed,

I said i got my ass beat

Indubitably i'm too street

Im high as a bitch smokin weed

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

Now it's time to eat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

Momma caught me tryna sell some weed

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete