This is a song about "Moving pound of weed they call hydro"

Persistent cause he scrounged a distance for a pound of sniff

Just to watch the grammys, man she's so attractive

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Luckily i'm a master of dispatchin', got a "send them to the pound" degree

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

Obama clearing smoke from blowing hydro

Tequila hit me like a nina

Of twelve shot pound nigga po via pia

It kind of feels like middle school again when they call

Y'all the truth, got a connection with you all