This is a song about "Pusy money weed"

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

I’m way harder than the concrete

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

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

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

Translation cause my life is too sweet

But don't like that about pipe or weed

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

Who substituted for this weed

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Driving my car to a foreign place

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Of the coke and the smoke of weed