This is a song about "Pussy squad and weed"

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

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

I pray to god and stay in squad, playing hard, blazing skies,

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Slow and steady wins this race

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

Cause they right down the street

And realize ur pussy bitch.

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Why we gotta argue

Rolling weed and smoking it too

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

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

Started out with just alc and weed

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet