This is a song about "My weed"

My hype's like weed so buy it, the new rap mainstay

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Asked them do you know who stole my weed

The weed gets me higher and my rhymin it inspires

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

Yea dank weed pays my bills, feeds my tummy

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Are much important i'm getting angrier while recording

Smoke weed and pop bottles my real niggas be pouring

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

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

Bring me fame, maintain all the weed that's going to my brain.

Damn it's so loud, see 'em drop in my weed smoke,

And when she not, have her feeling like she on a boat