This is a song about "Money weed girls"

Who substituted for this weed

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

But that was way before i made the dough and met the game

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

We should appreciate the girls

But got love for them girls

I’ve never seen my neighbors

Nigga, got a finger on the trigger, girls,

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

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

I can always go home and look down my street