This is a song about "Math life and weed"

You do the math while i sit here and fuckin masturbate,

And i could see you coming home after work late

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

African queen got what you need

I eat shrooms, and smoke a fuck-load of weed,

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

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

Thought life was dull but weed made it bright instead

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

From the weed staining and all thats remaining

Looking for them better days

Weed and rapping weed in jays

I know what you do with that

Smoking weed and listening to rap