This is a song about "Nigga roll the weed"

When they try to teach us, we be in the bleachers

Smoking skunky weed, my nigga got caught by some teachers

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

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

I don't know defeat

All wale talking is ambition

3d when you roll into the drive in

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

His head'll get split like the blunts i roll

They giving pounds and that before get the money

Told them i love it when bitches roll up my weed for me

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

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

Nigga on a roll, my soul is fuckin empty

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see