This is a song about "Nigga and weed"

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar

We going weed, women and some alcohol

Rolling weed and smoking it too

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Driving my car to a foreign place

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

So catholics hold your rosaries, baptists pray and roll the weed,

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed