This is a song about "Moneyes and weed"

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

What do i really need

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

Started out with just alc and weed

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

Slumdog far apart any sub par

That hands you weed and alcohol

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

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

I eat shrooms, and smoke a fuck-load of weed,

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

The things they say went a little too far

We going weed, women and some alcohol

We going weed, women and some alcohol

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall