This is a song about "In the cut amoking weed"

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

Like a tumble weed in the western breeze.

Everyone already knows me, got the best weed in town

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

You're the tree that's been cut, no leaves or fruits in the hut

Bitch i'm in the fucking mall, with my niggas eating ham

Fake lives..smoking all these weed in the milligram

So i told her thats wassup, then we chillin in the cut

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

Cut up your bodies and place then in the bottom of pools

Shot my pusher cuz he got we weed in the wrong size

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs