This is a song about "Money weed"

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

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

A hit,coz i already got weed

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

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

The revolution will proceed

Started out with just alc and weed

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Me and my peeps often meet

Momma caught me tryna sell some weed

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

But i'm not worried

Who be puffin that weed

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Who substituted for this weed