This is a song about "Money and weed"

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

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

Weed and rapping weed in jays

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Weed smoke, booze and violence

Have no souls indeed

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Dougie fresh up in the hood and he's bringing me my weed

Put up and smoke that weed,

This is the concrete

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

I know you're mad, but so what

With some weed and a cup