This is a song about "Pu y weed money"

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

I'm in a rare breed, extraordinary league

So gon' and be my dealer baby

But y can't you fucking see

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

Didn't want you to mistake me that's y i wrote this song