This is a song about "Pussy high weed"

Your slower than a stoner high off weed,

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

Put up and smoke that weed,

What do i really need

Weed and rapping weed in jays

See money talk and these days

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I think you're a pussy

Good weed get me high, other drugs make me die

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

You know i only smoke that bomb weed,

I said i got my ass beat

Im high as a bitch smokin weed

You need a gram of that favorite weed?

Outstanding clout, what up greg street