This is a song about "Nigga i ve got them dam buds"

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

Sparking up some weed, i got jays in my beak nigga

Walking down the street i got jays on my feet nigga

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

And i got them gold bottles, first place

This is no trial, this a closed case

Fucking on some bitch, i got my peen in her v nigga

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

And thats why i got all this food on my tray, nigga

Good kids make bad grown ups

When i come packed with the buds