This is a song about "My squad money weed cleveland fake niggas wiggers i m the best"

I be stuck to the money you niggas is too backwards

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Smoke weed and pop bottles my real niggas be pouring

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

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Smoking kalifa , my weed the best

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

But still to not get punked on the block i just stay to squad,

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot