This is a song about "Niggas and weed"

That hands you weed and alcohol

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

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

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

Started out with just alc and weed

Let's say we have a long night and a fast morning

Smoke weed and pop bottles my real niggas be pouring

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Weed smoke, booze and violence

Rolling weed and smoking it too

I'm eating real good, no soup for you

African queen got what you need

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Dougie fresh up in the hood and he's bringing me my weed