This is a song about "My weed"

I said i got my ass beat

My guy got all the good weed

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Dougie fresh up in the hood and he's bringing me my weed

Maybe i'll start slingin weed to support my dream

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Rag on my hair, wrap weed in vegas, rockin' vagabonds

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

I just roll my weed up, and try to school my peers

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Asked them do you know who stole my weed

Yea dank weed pays my bills, feeds my tummy

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey