This is a song about "Money weed pussy"

You know i only smoke that bomb weed,

Sometimes i think, what i need

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

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

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Getting money, duckin' haters, nigga i ain't loafin' bitch

Pussy ass bitch, or do you prefer pussy ass snitch.

I swear they think i'm crazy

Said she had nice pussy

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

And my kick game beyond crazy

You think i'm scared of you, pussy?

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain