This is a song about "Nathan smokes weed everyday"

Arguing everyday,

Got problems, what? i can't say

She got grove st. on replay

Tell myself everyday

80 holes in your shirt, there: your own jamaican clothes

Thinkin' that daddy's just goin' out to get some of his smokes

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

We can't catch the beat

Packed together like my sister's smokes,

I kill shows and bag more clothes

You already are caged

Everyday hard in the paint

And when it's said and done

Everyday is a lesson

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed