This is a song about "Pussy money weed vodien"

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

You know i only smoke that bomb weed,

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

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

I keep my money neat

Put up and smoke that weed,

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Or did he marry his cousin , i don't know but pussy is pussy and i get pussy

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

We're living in a fantasy

Said she had nice pussy

Me and my peeps often meet

Who substituted for this weed