This is a song about "Money oust weed"

Who be puffin that weed

The drug that they brain need

Me and my peeps often meet

Put up and smoke that weed,

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

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

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

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

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

I said i got my ass beat

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Do it moderately, now everyone smokes weed,