This is a song about "Money oust weed"

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

A hit,coz i already got weed

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

Indubitably i'm too street

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

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Then lost her faith again

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

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

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

But don't like that about pipe or weed

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet