This is a song about "Money oust weed"

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed

A hit,coz i already got weed

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

Cause they right down the street

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

Do it moderately, now everyone smokes weed,

The revolution will proceed

Started out with just alc and weed

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

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars