This is a song about "Nigga weed"

With some weed and a cup

But you know what

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

Who substituted for this weed

From the back seat, back seat

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed.

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Your slower than a stoner high off weed,

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

A hit,coz i already got weed

Indubitably i'm too street

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

But don't like that about pipe or weed

Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed