This is a song about "Marijuana love money sex and strippers"

Convertibles with turbo jets

And we havin' rough sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

And in love with her, lets have sex

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Marijuana got me spacing and gazing

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

Twist them up, and indulge in the marijuana smog

She aint an object but neither is money and ill have that free based love

You can't act like no bitch that only got tyler perry famous

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

And when we fucked i just wished it was safe sex

The beer flowin' like water, louie bag with the prada

As well as gossip, genre and dogma, blunted, marijuana