This is a song about "Pussy money weed"

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

I’m way harder than the concrete

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

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

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

I jumped straight in to that pussy,

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

Turn 'em off! time to set it off, get you wet and soft

Money, pussy, power, respect that's the shit that i want

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave

Weed and rapping weed in jays

It's obvious i'm crazy

I think you're a pussy

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Who substituted for this weed