This is a song about "Jim shrimp weed"

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Translation cause my life is too sweet

Started out with just alc and weed

Cause they right down the street

Who be puffin that weed

Redan road, that’s my street

The stand your ground laws, jim crow, just as racist,

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

From the back seat, back seat

Who substituted for this weed

P.s hey, how long will they mourn you? forever and a day

Y'all turn them #crazy #prophets, jim jones, y'all dying today

My guy got all the good weed

I keep my money neat