This is a song about "Quarter pound of weed"

As a matter of fact i did happen to have some weed

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

Blaze the weed, and burn a week of miseries.

Fourths of weed, i'm back to pack on hands

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

But i'm broke as fuck too bitch, we on the same boat

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

So i got pounds of weed though it sounds obscene

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet