This is a song about "Pussy monday weed"

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

You need a gram of that favorite weed?

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

Who be puffin that weed

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

I miss the better days

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Put up and smoke that weed,

This is the concrete

Monday in my room again

Roll wit ace, khaled and them

The drug that they brain need

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

1am on a monday and im in the basement of the library/