This is a song about "Pass the weid"

Take my words and pass the message:

My mama smoked so god damn much

Now i pass it on to the next

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

And roars at hearth, the final farce, has come to pass/

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

Please pass me the vial

Lady at the frank stand will

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Keep it to point hit the blunt make a pass

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Pass the blunt and pass the booze

Head of the class moments need to pass

Cause you're most likely to crash

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

Ten or four, sirens go off as the police pass