This is a song about "Quarter pound of weed"

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass

But i let off everything i have

Gat under my sheep coat, i'm blowin' clouds of weed smoke,

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

Persistent cause he scrounged a distance for a pound of sniff

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

“i’ll give you a quarter”

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

Suddenly that weed falls out of the jar on the floor

I eat shrooms, and smoke a fuck-load of weed,

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

But we still real brothers

Pound for pound it could be worse