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

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

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

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

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

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

African queen got what you need

While syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men

Smoke weed then cough again. get higher then junkies in the pen.

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

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

And never should you tear

With that weed in the air

Cut 'em in half half way to the gymnasium with my axe

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance