This is a song about "Money weed rapping"

I think you never heard the intense but it aint sexuall it's hate i aint rapping for the money

A damn shame, the girl can hardly spell her namethat's not our problem, that's up to brenda's family

The revolution will proceed

Put up and smoke that weed,

I keep my money neat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

Cause what you're doing ain't rapping

Its way different ma you see em passin' out bars

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

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

Who be puffin that weed

I’m way harder than the concrete

Went from rapping about, what they rapping about

Comin' back into you once i figured it out