This is a song about "Money and weed and killing people"

The revolution will proceed

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

That hands you weed and alcohol

She prayed on me passing that bar

We all dream one day we be kings and queens

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

What do i really need

Put up and smoke that weed,

Told you camp lo was my favorite

Made a living and a killing off it

I can always go home and look down my street

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed